<?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>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2026 18:59:36 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@mattraska/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Forever 21]]></title><description><![CDATA[“Oh Edith! It’s so pretty! It compliments your wrinkles perfectly!” The ruffles blended with Edith’s jowls. “Oh thank-you Eunice” Edith ground out through her voice box. Wilma popped in “Oh-h-h-h! This]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@mattraska/forever-21</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@mattraska/forever-21</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mattraska]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 15 Aug 2017 12:52:06 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Council Was In Session]]></title><description><![CDATA[Council was in session. The audience sat, waiting to supplicate before their overlords. The police department lined the back of the room. Laren Quintrow pounded a gavel, “Council is in session. First order]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@mattraska/council-was-in-session</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@mattraska/council-was-in-session</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mattraska]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 15 Aug 2017 12:43:00 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Do Not Try to Co-Exist with an Imperialist War Machine]]></title><description><![CDATA[I do not try to co-exist with an imperialist war machine any more than I absolutely must. The state is the enemy of humanity. It is a an octopus slithering its tentacles into your brain, your family, your]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/essay/@mattraska/do-not-try-to-co-exist-with-an-imperialist-war-machine</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/essay/@mattraska/do-not-try-to-co-exist-with-an-imperialist-war-machine</guid><category><![CDATA[essay]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mattraska]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 11 Aug 2017 18:07:39 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Our Fun]]></title><description><![CDATA[Two youths met for the first time at a pizzeria. They were clones: Brown unibrows, mahogany manes, cinnamon ‘staches, brown beards, lanky limbs, gargantuan glasses, seashell shirts, sandy shorts, socks]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@mattraska/our-fun</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@mattraska/our-fun</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mattraska]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 11 Aug 2017 14:31:51 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[spam]]></title><description><![CDATA[spam]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/abuse/@mattraska/6w6lp8-i-am-a-professional-animal-exterminator</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/abuse/@mattraska/6w6lp8-i-am-a-professional-animal-exterminator</guid><category><![CDATA[abuse]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mattraska]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jun 2017 15:01:06 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[spam]]></title><description><![CDATA[spam]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/abuse/@mattraska/i-am-a-professional-animal-exterminator</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/abuse/@mattraska/i-am-a-professional-animal-exterminator</guid><category><![CDATA[abuse]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mattraska]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jun 2017 14:56:00 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>