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StoryWhy do Acorns wear little caps? well-wisher28 years 2 months ago
StoryDeprived for Air epiph48 years 2 months ago
StoryAnd Johnny Played Charlie Parker PoppyS108 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Magic Carrot well-wisher18 years 2 months ago
StoryConsistent Comforters gletherby88 years 2 months ago
StorySILENT FEELINGS Basanti18 years 2 months ago
Story Half Laid Table. PoppyS08 years 2 months ago
StoryTime, Tide and Thunderstruck lenchenelf98 years 2 months ago
StoryWaiting For Santa luigi_pagano48 years 2 months ago
StoryCome With Me PoppyS48 years 2 months ago
StoryHollow Pat G118 years 2 months ago
StoryPoliticians and Daisies PoppyS48 years 2 months ago
StoryOld and Grey smokejack28 years 2 months ago
StoryPaper Gymnasts PoppyS58 years 2 months ago
StorySnapshot #Iwokeuplikethis Deliberately Ev...148 years 2 months ago
StoryInconsequential Events YaseminB78 years 2 months ago
StoryDoldrums… Diversion… Delight… Destiny gletherby68 years 2 months ago
StoryLeaving Upton Park ralph38 years 2 months ago
StoryAbuse of Media Power and Its Dangers Today seannelson28 years 2 months ago
StoryKeith Cameron N28 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Mourner PoppyS28 years 2 months ago
StoryIf I Could Take A Day ralph108 years 2 months ago
Forum topicMisery Denzella298 years 2 months ago
StoryCity Breath PoppyS68 years 2 months ago
StoryTwo Hearts Beating As One gletherby28 years 2 months ago

My stories

Dope

I am obsessed crucified by the ravages of my countless wrongs. No longer balanced or humanely sane inside this contaminated body of mine I was always...

Leaving

I can see the summer, in the shadow of her days therefore I shall say to her speak kindly to me when you utter harsh your words. For what is love if...
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Sharing

I watch as the candles cry themselves cold stare out the oil lamp - until it burns dry at the heart of all this ridiculous, beats the sublime. Me...
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Cherry

A Childs Summer

Billowing white sails echo in the lulling of our moods as golden pink, the evening sun drizzles down her rays of faultless poise. I stand to let the...

Serengeti Skies

You painted me backdrops of our life drifting below the freedom of the Serengeti skies You rolled me lush lazy landscapes as far as the mind could...
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