Cherrypicked stories

Domesticated Silkworm

By poetjude on Sun, 12 Sep 2004

Mulberry dreams, I spend my days Grazing brightly leaf green haze. Ghost mist darkness, falling moon, Beats retreat. In silk cocoon

By misfit on Sun, 12 Sep 2004

A Ghost Story

By fey_mouse on Sun, 12 Sep 2004

All is leaves at my walking feet. The brightest, I gather - yellow, ochre, corrugated or veined emerald on lemon, take them home, make pictures of...

By primate on Sun, 12 Sep 2004

Night-time is upon us and the children are a'bed It's time for all the wiser men to gently rest their heads Upon their feathered pillows and to...

By venusgalaxy on Sun, 12 Sep 2004

my autobiography