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<channel><title><![CDATA[San Anto Cultural Arts - Creative Writings]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.sananto.org/creative-writings]]></link><description><![CDATA[Creative Writings]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2026 18:34:53 -0600</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[Paloma Bogle]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.sananto.org/creative-writings/paloma-bogle]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.sananto.org/creative-writings/paloma-bogle#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2020 18:15:13 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.sananto.org/creative-writings/paloma-bogle</guid><description><![CDATA[The yard was all Green, except for my mother&rsquo;s Pebble Garden&#8203;I found a tooth in the garden once.I was trying to relaxso I went outside-to mylittle backyard, and Itook a look around,and there it sat-a tooth in the ground.Now, I knew teeth don&rsquo;t sprout from the dirt, Iknew you don&rsquo;t bury them and waitfor themto take root,like you&rsquo;ddo with any otherplant.So I took a seat in the grass and took a moment to ponderwhether I shouldpick it up andsee if it would fit,or cover  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="paragraph"><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight:700">The yard was all Green, except for my mother&rsquo;s Pebble Garden<br />&#8203;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">I found a tooth in the garden once.</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">I was trying to relax</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">so I went outside-</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">to my</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">little backyard, and I</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">took a look around,</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">and there it sat-</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">a tooth in the ground.</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Now, I knew teeth don&rsquo;t sprout from the dirt, I</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">knew you don&rsquo;t bury them and wait</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">for them</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">to take root,</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">like you&rsquo;d</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">do with any other</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">plant.</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">So I took a seat in the grass and took a moment to ponder</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">whether I should</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">pick it up and</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">see if it would fit,</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">or cover it</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">and wait</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">for a bloom.</span></span></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Anthony the Poet]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.sananto.org/creative-writings/dear-saint-kindness]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.sananto.org/creative-writings/dear-saint-kindness#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Thu, 28 May 2020 15:31:06 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.sananto.org/creative-writings/dear-saint-kindness</guid><description><![CDATA[Dear Saint Kindness&#8203;Dear Saint Kindness,We have lost our way,So please come find us.Smile your simple smileAnd simply remind us:When it comes to standing together,There are tougher thingsThan hard times&nbsp;That bind us. [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="paragraph"><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><strong>Dear Saint Kindness<br />&#8203;</strong><br />Dear Saint Kindness,</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">We have lost our way,</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">So please come find us.</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Smile your simple smile</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">And simply remind us:</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">When it comes to standing together,</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">There are tougher things</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Than hard times&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">That bind us.</span></span></div>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>