Marlboro Fingers

By Ruthio on Mon, 14 Jan 2013

It’s mid-way on my frame, You fuck it every night, And I ask you to say my name. I don’t really want to hear it, I don’t want to hear a fucking word,
Unclassified
Poem
Certificate 15

Against the Wind Chapter 6

By deziner on Mon, 14 Jan 2013

Chapter 6 Amtrak was the best connection leaving the Gulf so I purchased a ticket up the line to Houston, could I be the first hobo in history to actually pay to ride a train?
Unclassified
Story
Certificate 18

Against the Wind Chapter 5

By deziner on Mon, 14 Jan 2013

Chapter 5
Unclassified
Story
Certificate 18

Against the Wind Chapter 4

By deziner on Mon, 14 Jan 2013

Chapter 4
Unclassified
Story
Certificate 18

Book Review- Dead Centre

By adam on Mon, 14 Jan 2013

The ‘cosy’ British mystery novel, a literary genre, so the stereotype goes, exclusively written and read by spinster aunts, this book is unashamedly part of that tradition and displays many of its virtues.
Reviews
Non-fiction
Certificate U

Sunset Soon Down

By Richard L. Provencher on Mon, 14 Jan 2013

shifting forest limbs wind’s melody like the swoop of a bat
Nature
Poem
Certificate U
Gold cherry

Dad's Stupid New Job

By ajblack4567 on Mon, 14 Jan 2013

Change is inevitable. Unless you're using a vending machine, of course. This is the story of one young boy and how a major change in his life played out.
Other Fiction
Story
Certificate U

Mrs Padstow’s Golden Chain

By well-wisher on Mon, 14 Jan 2013

Mrs Padstow was very eccentric, everyone said.
Children's
Story
Certificate PG
Cherry

You need to know about the poor little devil

By Highhat on Mon, 14 Jan 2013

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Love
Poem
Certificate U
Cherry

Libby, do you remember our baby?

By MS on Mon, 14 Jan 2013

Libby, do you remember our baby? we called him Huxley out of respect for this stolen Peyote wWe took him home from the Zoo in an old pram quite the family Me and you And our spiky green lad
Love
Poem
Certificate 18

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