<?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 18:21:26 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@thewrathofsponge/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Murder Maketh Man]]></title><description><![CDATA[True Hate is an easy juice to binge on. Easier than finding a shoulder to cry on. Slightly harder than living on drugs or porn. Slightly harder than living like you ain’t grown no more. it is a color Red]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/life/@thewrathofsponge/murder-maketh-man</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/life/@thewrathofsponge/murder-maketh-man</guid><category><![CDATA[life]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[thewrathofsponge]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 19 Mar 2018 12:54:21 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2N61tyyncFaFnNFKLegVvzmsrMAExSDXzsHdqwaiSwS9Z9AwijDtoLAmXmfaEy8m465h8L4RiG2a5nCEqMcDKLHATpZ7y7pmchDd2Niu8JgrtSd5FJ7v85hhbLWHA7u6z9bAzA1SRhMp?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[God and all his Creative Terrors]]></title><description><![CDATA[The sky is full of monsters and I have found you all the same I can hear a radio call that tells me that they came To take the wine of children and hide the riches of the poor. I’m in awe of God and his]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@thewrathofsponge/god-and-all-his-creative-terrors</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@thewrathofsponge/god-and-all-his-creative-terrors</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[thewrathofsponge]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 07 Feb 2018 12:06:27 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3jpR3paJ37V8t3d5gG8YxUrFtTrvhgCDjjN8jFs75ncktWXhSVGFQGbsy9gf6ZoUTAdCXbmoXsqadFesg6vvmNRu6oHLYTCMk3DPVz2LcKpLiUE7TJC5Kqn1r2DmVBgLn5eAS?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[By Design]]></title><description><![CDATA[I deleted the photo I had of us together from my phone You threw out all that I own. You were fair. Your reaction was out of anger and Mine was out of desire my, eyes were looking outside our house I was]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@thewrathofsponge/by-design</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@thewrathofsponge/by-design</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[thewrathofsponge]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jan 2018 09:02:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/7258xSVeJbKnFEnBwjKLhL15SoynbgJKpQxRd1uorGiXsTqQkJF26gkGFytjCtYpV6Rrz3K2uy9XwBgQgTUfxEQJQRrFJbeecr6tDnenAekxGC8ks2fuzZZYYqtWKM3mdjuH354syTBVQ?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Introduction]]></title><description><![CDATA[Not much a sponge can say to the steemit community except hello, for everyone who see this. And that I will be updating this little corner of the internet with short stories, broken in chapters and updated]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/introduction/@thewrathofsponge/introduction</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/introduction/@thewrathofsponge/introduction</guid><category><![CDATA[introduction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[thewrathofsponge]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jan 2018 10:59:18 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>