laura

Laura moved with difficulty, her ankle was broken, her arm too, and probably a couple of ribs and a fractured skull, nothing hurt the adrenaline that coursed through her veins prevented that.

Greation.

a small prose on the story of existence

It's A Good Day So Far: Chapter Sixteen, Dates and sex

Chapter Sixteen: Dates and sex

Chapter 12: Liar!

IDA POV

Chapter 11: Bittersweet

AUSTIN POV

Chapter 10: Mouse Gone Bad

IDA POV
Cherry

She Sends Sea Shells

There’s nothing along this old shore but ghosts, no matter what the old man said, I see no treasure, no pleasure, no myth and no glee. The sun pounds a tattoo in my brain and it roasts

A short rhyme

Inspiring, like spires and arches of churches, the little chicks chirping up high on their perches in branches of beeches and larches and birches
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Cherry

Daddy or Chips?

A Father's Day Card!

Garden Bindweed

It winds, and binds, entangling, and strangling … insidiously, inconspicuously …

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