Cherrypicked stories
Awakening
After aeons of sleep, Adam woke up. For an immeasurable time he had been lying naked on soft grass,
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- 780 reads
Of Plastic Pearls and Malevolant Sprites
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- 870 reads
Practice Makes Perfect
Experiment in genre 1: 'horror'...not a very nice story, so be warned...criticism most welcome!
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- 4245 reads
Gone fishin'
Take care if you go fishing, the oceans may hold a darkness that just could get on your line
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- 529 reads
Presents of Mind
A 200 word sort of IPOW story thing.
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- 1491 reads
Magic is in the word Pho
Magic, ventriloquism, soup, buffalo - what more could someone want in a poem?
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- 1009 reads
Isolation
Someone take these dreams away – that point me to another day A duel of personalities – that stretch all true realities
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- 754 reads
Chapter Nine: The Blackest Hair
The one that was smirking was skinny with the blackest hair she had ever seen.
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- 970 reads
I Was There! (Nostalgia Comp)
I shouldn't really have been there and but for the intervention of the Furies I wouldn't have been.
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- 1266 reads
Peas and Melon
Mushy peas and watermelon - suprisingly delicious.
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- 970 reads
We Boycott the Water Ban
Cows dip their tongues through the wire curling them around unmown grass already fully acknowledged and tutted at by neighbours Poppies drop red petals on gravel
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- 928 reads
End of the Line
As the queue moves steadily forwards and I stare at the bald patch on the back of Valerie’s head, I’m thinking back to Saturday night, when you asked if I was busy, said you could get me a pass.
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- 1040 reads
Circle Line
Darling, I have tracked you On every coloured thread Of the rail map. I could go on About empty tunnels Missed stops Old, old signals. How it is when 4am cakes my lids
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- 1299 reads
Venus
Thus they stayed, their mating act covered by the sheet of water as they swayed with the rippling waves - Venus, rising from the water, holding her lover-son in her arms...
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- 956 reads
I Miss You Much
I awoke this morning with the rays of the sun showering into my room. Many colors stimulated my senses, warming my thoughts and each part of my body that was exposed to the rays.
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- 643 reads
small mercies
self-parody?
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- 2406 reads
Growing Feathers
Growing Feathers I'd like to grow feathers as long as houses on wings as wide as a bus great cushion hands instead of claws for holding and scooping children and there would be golden sunset
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- 2426 reads
Bus
last winter´s icy finger...poem
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- 3508 reads