For Arwen

She reached for the solid bank of sand, but dissolved into grains of memories for you to try and hold.
Cherry

I.P. The Astonishing Saint

I.P. The Astonishing Saint (31st July, 2010) Did you ever chance to see her? Saint Christina? She was a hermit with a permit from God To be quite strange; in the cottage by the lake
Cherry

Amoureuse

If...

What can I do?

When despair sets in, his world grinds to a halt. How can I lift him? When life looks so grim, what can I say? Simply, to gladden his day. Words fail me. There is, in me, no spark.

I died in 2006

I died in 2006. Oh I’m still here sitting in front of the PC writing this; I’m not a zombie, one of the undead but I died in 2006 all the same.

more school recollections.

this is a third draft that I am planning to integrate with act of compartmentalization

Lawnmowers

I know you said you had no garden tools.

The Flower of Death -Part The First

The Laws of Death that everyone should know of...

what can i do?

They came into my home not out of any choice of mine but because of necessity. It made me feel uncomfortable strangers coming in twice a day.

ip attempt

I dont know what to write about this saint I didnt know her atall, stranger til today she does sound a funny character to me tho expect I'd like her and she'ld not like me

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