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			<title>the angry speech i never got to say to you</title>
			<description>You know what&amp;rsquo;s funny? I was never allowed to be angry. Not outside of my head, at least; the only place I could truly be free from you- except I wasn&amp;rsquo;t. You live there too. You live in the poems I read on stage, you live in boxes of our favorite candy, you live in the echoes of my mothe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilypad/2961437/</link>
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			<title>Golden Frame</title>
			<description>do you see your reflection in a golden frameuntouched by the rust of the storm you created?can you see it gathering dust as you avoid blame?too scared to get your fingers dirty, you let your outline fadeunknown where the background ends and humanity entersi can no longer recognize your face and its ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilypad/2953540/</link>
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			<title>checkmate</title>
			<description>i wait for you to be bettersofter, like i know you can bekindness slips through the cracksbut right when i see,you stuff it back in like it was a dreamyou wait for me to be worseslip up, even the playing field you cursedbut i never sharpen my wordseven when it&amp;rsquo;s deservedin a ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilypad/2953373/</link>
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			<title>Once Again</title>
			<description>not all that glistens is goldit dawns on me as i feel my stomach foldthis story was written before it began&amp;nbsp;it will repeat as long as it can&amp;ldquo;i know you&amp;rsquo;ve been hurt&amp;rdquo;you mentioned this while hurting mebut did you know i&amp;rsquo;ve been healed?i took photos of people i thought i w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilypad/2947918/</link>
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			<title>do you believe me now?</title>
			<description>a poem i wrote about a friend who accidentally said things that made me insecure &lt;3</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilypad/2947913/</link>
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			<title>dream of fire</title>
			<description>memories light my heart to start againwarmth in my veins like medicinei open the door, gaze at my collectioncandles in every crevice and cornermy house is overrun with lightbut i am warm&amp;nbsp;so i let it burncandles on my nightstand flickeras i dream of fire consuming meand awake to see the light i ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilypad/2939339/</link>
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			<title>cold, not calm</title>
			<description>i want to work on myselfwhat kind of work do i need?am i a car stranded in the middle of nowhere,waiting until the mechanic comes, only to pass me byam i an equation, frows burrowed in deep thoughtan excuse for the mathematician to silently slip awayam i a philosophical question, everyone has a diff..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilypad/2939206/</link>
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			<title>you are golden</title>
			<description>roses are red, like a kiss, a stamp, a heart that has bledor white, like doves, a dress, a jewel shining in the lightyou, my friends, are yellownot like dirty snow or old stains in carpet;yellow like the sun that blinds us on our walk,stars we gaze at from different windows until we look away,keys t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilypad/2938964/</link>
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			<title>First My Soul, Then My Voice</title>
			<description>which will break?first my soul, then my voicei wait outside the door and hear laughterthe good kind, this timefor a second, i see my reflection&amp;nbsp;in all of them standing togetheruntil i remind myself not to be too hopefuli meet all of them, wishing to be in their framesbut there&amp;rsquo;s been a ch..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilypad/2938617/</link>
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			<title>broken butterfly</title>
			<description>a little poem i wrote about shame and self-acceptance. if u have any thoughts or critiques pls let me know im dying to get my poems out there lol &lt;3</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilypad/2938002/</link>
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