<?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[karinaamonroy.com]]></title><description><![CDATA[Karina A. Monroy]]></description><link>https://www.karinaamonroy.com/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2026 08:21:03 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.karinaamonroy.com/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Violeta]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sunday, June 7, 2026 I buried another piece of us today. The pieces of the life we created together continue to die off. I wonder what threads of the tapestry we wove together remain in place. Keeping us connected to some extent. I am unsure. There are few left. When tugged on, I can feel them in my stomach. Winter gets blamed for death. But for me, it's been the springs and summers. I can taste sweet tea and salt from my sweat on my lips as I dig this hole in the earth. The hole that will...]]></description><link>https://www.karinaamonroy.com/post/violeta</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a52eba75c421b82021e16f5</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2026 01:43:44 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6bcd62_ae6ed7367b704813a737c49db59255e4~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Karina Monroy</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>