<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>https://ecency.com</link><image><url>https://ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>https://ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2026 20:26:08 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://ecency.com/@migjay/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Poest #4]]></title><description><![CDATA[Insignificant Details An overload on consciousness. To be woke is what you think it is, but you're in terror mode, and you'll see no less. Your eye focused on what you set Then seconds pass and you forget]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@migjay/poest-4</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@migjay/poest-4</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[migjay]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2018 22:02:21 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Poest #3]]></title><description><![CDATA[A wish in the well. It starts with a desire deep inside. Doesn't it? From joy or pain. The wish to come near, to move away. to her to him to there to anywhere So throw your wish, let it corrode. your fear]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@migjay/poest-3</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@migjay/poest-3</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[migjay]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 08 Jun 2018 22:03:15 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[2nd Poest, Second Try!]]></title><description><![CDATA[I also take photos of flores. Words that are close to flowers. Flour, floor, flow, fluoresce. And the resulting poem cake: I found your flour just in time. Four knuckles crack like ice transposed into]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@migjay/2nd-poest-second-try</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@migjay/2nd-poest-second-try</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[migjay]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2018 16:12:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/8SzwQc8j2KJb4ARrxQxCjX4jizub4U5CAK3WwB89qBeAsXHbzAnC6YEuDUY9RzYLTfUmzy8HnrP63ehiPCqvXauy3sPQRgti6tBJZb3oLocYK6QPcsg?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[2nd Poest]]></title><description><![CDATA[I also take photos of flores. Words that are close to flowers. Flour, floor, flow, fluoresce. And the resulting poem cake: I found your flour just in time. Four knuckles crack like ice transposed into]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@migjay/2nd-poest</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@migjay/2nd-poest</guid><category><![CDATA[are]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[migjay]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 04 May 2018 16:24:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/8SzwQc8j2KJb4ARrxQxCjX4jizub4U5CAK3WwB89qBeAsXHbzAnC6YEuDUY9RzYLTfUmzy8HnrP63ehiPCqvXauy3sPQRgti6tBJZb3oLocYK6QPcsg?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[First Poest.]]></title><description><![CDATA[This poem is about letting go and easing into the background to forget your problems for a bit. Life can be so stressful, sometimes it has us wishing that it would be so easy to disappear from this world,]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@migjay/first-poest</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@migjay/first-poest</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[migjay]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2018 06:16:09 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>