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StoryStrange Little Creature Vladislas3215 years 9 months ago
StoryObsessive-Compulsive Vladislas3207 years 9 months ago
StoryThings Left Behind Vladislas3207 years 10 months ago
StorySex Ed. Redux Vladislas3218 years 2 weeks ago
StoryDreaming in Deep Space Vladislas3218 years 3 months ago
StoryPorches Vladislas3228 years 3 months ago
StoryHomage to Mr. Ginsberg Vladislas3248 years 3 months ago
StoryScribbles From the End: Apocalypse Love Vladislas3248 years 3 months ago
StoryInjections Vladislas3218 years 4 months ago
StorySand, Water and Blood Vladislas3218 years 7 months ago
StoryHiding In the Sky Vladislas3208 years 8 months ago
StoryLighthouse Vladislas3208 years 8 months ago
StoryStormy Voices Vladislas3208 years 9 months ago
StoryDevil? Vladislas3238 years 9 months ago
StoryMidsummer's Eve Vladislas3208 years 10 months ago
StoryMeditation Vladislas3208 years 10 months ago
StoryThe City on the Burning Hill Vladislas3208 years 10 months ago
StorySong of Providence Vladislas3238 years 10 months ago
StoryUnsolved Grenade Attacks Vladislas3258 years 10 months ago
StoryIn the Meantime... Vladislas3208 years 11 months ago
StorySeth Vladislas3208 years 11 months ago
StoryNervous Laughter in the Church Vladislas3228 years 11 months ago
StoryWalnut Shells Vladislas3218 years 11 months ago
StoryBanned Books Vladislas3288 years 11 months ago
Storywish pumadelta28 years 11 months ago

My stories

Obsessive-Compulsive

What’s that? Oh yes, It’s that tongue in my ear again. Burrowing down inside Tickling the nerves that make my heart race And carving numbers into my...

Things Left Behind

What will be left when you die? Bones, of course. Blackening skin. A new home for hundreds of bugs and their offspring. A jar of ashes, if that's the...

Dreaming in Deep Space

Part I Deliberately destitute in the desert On this place of mostly water. Stripped of clothing and of pretence. We, as human beings, are ever drawn...
Cherry

Porches

The Front Porch. The unsung hero of civilisation. It was On grand porticos of stone and marble Where high-minded Greeks milled, thought, Building the...

Injections

Money. Money. Where is it? I need the money. It was here a second ago. My hands, They’re trembling. I can’t grip it. Ten dollars for a square inch of...

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