<?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>Mon, 29 Jun 2026 15:45:18 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://ecency.com/@ronheacock/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Kill the Lawyers | Let Them Eat The Rich on WordPress.com]]></title><description><![CDATA[“The first thing we do is kill all the lawyers.” –Dick the butcher. When I was a child, I lived with Jack Cade. He wasn’t really my father, but I allowed the belief. It was easier than correcting everyone.]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@ronheacock/chapter-2-chapter-2-kill-the-lawyers-or-let-them-eat-the-rich-on-wordpress-com</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@ronheacock/chapter-2-chapter-2-kill-the-lawyers-or-let-them-eat-the-rich-on-wordpress-com</guid><category><![CDATA[science-fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[ronheacock]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 25 Nov 2016 23:04:27 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[deleted]]></title><description><![CDATA[Nothing to see here - move along, move along.]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@ronheacock/nine-nicknames</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@ronheacock/nine-nicknames</guid><category><![CDATA[casualsex]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[ronheacock]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 08 Nov 2016 20:33:06 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter 1 Dragons]]></title><description><![CDATA[Prologue I dreamed I was a huge dark bird, drifting the thermals above the world. With my raptors sight I saw the suffering and horror covering the earth below, and it broke my heart; I heard her shatter.]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@ronheacock/chapter-1-dragons</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@ronheacock/chapter-1-dragons</guid><category><![CDATA[hacker]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[ronheacock]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 08 Nov 2016 20:16:18 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Hokey Pokey]]></title><description><![CDATA[Someone posted poems about sex It didn’t make me want to read them That’s not because I am too old to care I didn’t want to be a voyeur It’s her sex, after all I didn’t feel invited for that, And even]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@ronheacock/the-hokey-pokey</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@ronheacock/the-hokey-pokey</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[ronheacock]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 15 Aug 2016 17:49:18 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>