<?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[C J MOONO]]></title><description><![CDATA[CHIBILIKA J MOONO]]></description><link>https://chibilikam.wixsite.com/website/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Wed, 03 Jun 2026 17:03:48 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://chibilikam.wixsite.com/website/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Hey You]]></title><description><![CDATA[Hey you. Hey you, yes you. The one who sneaks into her room at night while your wife is deep in sleep. Yes you, the one who pulls up skirts when no one is around. Yes you, who whispers, "Don't tell anyone." How do you walk around our society unchecked? How do you lead meetings knowing very well what you do behind closed doors? Maybe it happened to you when you were young too, but how do you rob someone's future when their life has barely begun? Surely a two year old would not have called this...]]></description><link>https://chibilikam.wixsite.com/website/post/hey-you</link><guid isPermaLink="false">695be3f148ab5c2f457acc0a</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Jan 2026 17:16:18 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Chibilika Moono</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Break These Walls: Chapter 2]]></title><description><![CDATA[Later that evening, as Mia prepared for bed, she gushed over the phone about how amazing her date was to Khakie. “This guy must really be...]]></description><link>https://chibilikam.wixsite.com/website/post/break-these-walls-chapter-2</link><guid isPermaLink="false">64f055ea0369997d16560ae1</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Aug 2023 12:36:37 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Chibilika Moono</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sensations]]></title><description><![CDATA[It comes to me like the way we fall asleep, slowly at first and then all at once. It envelops my senses, and my mind transports me back...]]></description><link>https://chibilikam.wixsite.com/website/post/sensations</link><guid isPermaLink="false">64d9f15fefa8ee39b7b72739</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Aug 2023 10:30:11 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Chibilika Moono</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[On A Night Like This]]></title><description><![CDATA[My fingers trembled as I reached for my phone on the nightstand. I brushed against something cold and sharp – my car keys, unmistakably....]]></description><link>https://chibilikam.wixsite.com/website/post/on-a-night-like-this</link><guid isPermaLink="false">64d241423a5002baf28e9d60</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Aug 2023 16:37:11 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/b85aca_99dd1ec125564c15a080aa06242c5cd8~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Chibilika Moono</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Memories]]></title><description><![CDATA[In life, there are moments that slip by unnoticed, yet they become cherished memories that we hold close to our hearts. 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She wore a beautiful, short floral dress from her collection, and paired it...]]></description><link>https://chibilikam.wixsite.com/website/post/break-these-walls-chapter-1</link><guid isPermaLink="false">63ea0719b72dfc7d32326e17</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2023 10:00:14 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/b85aca_857b79713eb64f2c9c1e26e4ed4cf2a1~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Chibilika Moono</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Lost Souls]]></title><description><![CDATA[The Sumanis Martha stifled a yawn as she zipped Silengo’s schoolbag. “Finish up your cereal, baby.” Silengo mouthed a spoonful of cereal....]]></description><link>https://chibilikam.wixsite.com/website/post/lost-souls</link><guid isPermaLink="false">628e58490b359236bf8f7cc5</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2022 18:32:05 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Chibilika Moono</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Grief]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sometimes grief feels like your heart has a wound that refuses to heal. 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