<?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" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:googleplay="http://www.google.com/schemas/play-podcasts/1.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[That's My Q with Drippin Quinness: Simply Yours, Quinn]]></title><description><![CDATA[The Poetry and Prose of Drippin Quinness]]></description><link>https://drippinquinness.substack.com/s/simply-yours-quinn</link><image><url>https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!L_Hc!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fa5bca81e-0a93-4794-9b2e-b315a0d5e524_1080x1080.png</url><title>That&apos;s My Q with Drippin Quinness: Simply Yours, Quinn</title><link>https://drippinquinness.substack.com/s/simply-yours-quinn</link></image><generator>Substack</generator><lastBuildDate>Sat, 18 Apr 2026 08:26:02 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://drippinquinness.substack.com/feed" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><copyright><![CDATA[Drippin Quinness]]></copyright><language><![CDATA[en]]></language><webMaster><![CDATA[drippinquinness@substack.com]]></webMaster><itunes:owner><itunes:email><![CDATA[drippinquinness@substack.com]]></itunes:email><itunes:name><![CDATA[Drippin Quinness]]></itunes:name></itunes:owner><itunes:author><![CDATA[Drippin Quinness]]></itunes:author><googleplay:owner><![CDATA[drippinquinness@substack.com]]></googleplay:owner><googleplay:email><![CDATA[drippinquinness@substack.com]]></googleplay:email><googleplay:author><![CDATA[Drippin Quinness]]></googleplay:author><itunes:block><![CDATA[Yes]]></itunes:block><item><title><![CDATA[What's To Fear?]]></title><description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m a coward]]></description><link>https://drippinquinness.substack.com/p/whats-to-fear</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://drippinquinness.substack.com/p/whats-to-fear</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Drippin Quinness]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2026 15:36:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!L_Hc!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fa5bca81e-0a93-4794-9b2e-b315a0d5e524_1080x1080.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m a coward</p><p>Who accidentally</p><p>is brave</p><p>Because</p><p>I keep reliving</p><p>my greatest fear</p><p>Day after day</p><p>I wake up</p><p>I don&#8217;t create</p><p>I keep digging myself</p><p>Into a deeper grave</p><p>I can&#8217;t live like this</p><p>And yet</p><p>somehow I do</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Release]]></title><description><![CDATA[One day]]></description><link>https://drippinquinness.substack.com/p/release</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://drippinquinness.substack.com/p/release</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Drippin Quinness]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2025 16:47:32 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!L_Hc!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fa5bca81e-0a93-4794-9b2e-b315a0d5e524_1080x1080.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One day </p><p>This vessel </p><p>I call a body</p><p>Will rust</p><p>And decay</p><p>And fall apart</p><p>And my soul</p><p>Will drift</p><p>Into the waters</p><p>Spoken into existence </p><p>All those years ago</p><p>And my spirit </p><p>Will float</p><p>Into the heavens</p><p>Where it will </p><p>Finally be able to rest</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sewn Together]]></title><description><![CDATA["It's like we're all just a collection of moments. A series of fragmented memories. We're piecing together our lives, trying to make sense of what happened to us" ~ Satoru, Erased]]></description><link>https://drippinquinness.substack.com/p/sewn-together</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://drippinquinness.substack.com/p/sewn-together</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Drippin Quinness]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2025 16:01:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!L_Hc!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fa5bca81e-0a93-4794-9b2e-b315a0d5e524_1080x1080.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In the fabric that knits together</p><p>The threads of my mind,</p><p>There are thoughts </p><p>Lost</p><p>Between space </p><p>And time</p><p>Memories that you'll find</p><p>Neatly tucked</p><p>Within spiraling loops</p><p>Of unworthiness</p><p>Being weaved into </p><p>The material of</p><p>Self love</p><p>But still threaded together</p><p>By whispers of self doubt</p><p>Embroidered into the lining</p><p>Of unrealized dreams</p><p>And yet</p><p>I patch myself together</p><p>Even as I&#8217;m unraveling</p><p>From the seams</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Building Strength ]]></title><description><![CDATA[&#8220;My Motto Is To Be Stronger Than Yesterday. If I Have To, I&#8217;ll Be Stronger Than Half a Day Ago, Even a Minute Ago!&#8221; ~ Rock Lee, Naruto]]></description><link>https://drippinquinness.substack.com/p/building-strength</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://drippinquinness.substack.com/p/building-strength</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Drippin Quinness]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2025 23:21:59 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!L_Hc!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fa5bca81e-0a93-4794-9b2e-b315a0d5e524_1080x1080.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I sat in silence and thought</p><p>Wished</p><p>In darkness</p><p>That my bones would crumble</p><p>And </p><p>Become part of the soil again</p><p></p><p>I listened</p><p>To the constant pound</p><p>Thud</p><p>Thud</p><p>Thud</p><p>Of my heart</p><p>As it fought to get out</p><p>Trapped behind my rib cage</p><p></p><p>To my dismay, the next morning I woke up</p><p></p><p>And the next</p><p>and the next</p><p>And the next</p><p></p><p>So I went back and sat</p><p>In that place where I made that wish</p><p>And cursed the heavens</p><p>For not hearing my prayers</p><p></p><p>And I cried</p><p>And I screamed</p><p>And I shook</p><p></p><p>Until I could </p><p>Do nothing </p><p>Feel nothing</p><p>Be nothing</p><p></p><p>And in that moment </p><p>I swore that taking </p><p>A needle </p><p>And </p><p>A thread </p><p>To my brokeness</p><p>Would hurt less </p><p>Than letting my bones crumble</p><p>And </p><p>My soul faint with fatigue</p><p></p><p>I felt my lungs expand</p><p>With every breath I took</p><p>And imagined the blood within my veins</p><p>Taking the only path</p><p>It has ever known</p><p></p><p>I felt my chest</p><p>And again confirmed</p><p>That my heart </p><p>Was still <s>beating</s> applauding</p><p> </p><p>And as I get up and</p><p>Place my feet on the ground</p><p>I feel it tremble</p><p>Under my strength</p><div><hr></div><p></p><div class="subscription-widget-wrap-editor" data-attrs="{&quot;url&quot;:&quot;https://drippinquinness.substack.com/subscribe?&quot;,&quot;text&quot;:&quot;Subscribe&quot;,&quot;language&quot;:&quot;en&quot;}" data-component-name="SubscribeWidgetToDOM"><div class="subscription-widget show-subscribe"><div class="preamble"><p class="cta-caption">That's My Q with Drippin Quinness is a reader-supported publication. 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