PoppyS
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | Cigarette | MelindaLit | 9 | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Story | The Corset | PoppyS | 5 | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Daddies and Sweets. | PoppyS | 9 | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Wrath | rosaliekempthorne | 5 | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Pride | rosaliekempthorne | 2 | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Apple Pie | PoppyS | 5 | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Shoot The Line | PoppyS | 3 | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Moorland | PoppyS | 4 | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Story | The Oak Tree | hedgehog1 | 9 | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Illiusions | PoppyS | 0 | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Secrets | PoppyS | 2 | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Summer Love | PoppyS | 3 | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Story | A horse in a house | well-wisher | 2 | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Flotsam (Poetry Monthly) | london_calling79 | 5 | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Summers Red Skirt Endings | PoppyS | 7 | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Story | From a bus | Parson Thru | 8 | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Yellow for my daughter | seashore | 35 | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Story | The Invisible Child. | Ladylily | 2 | 8 years 1 month ago |
My stories
The Mourner
He was much impressed by the order of death providing it was not to be his own. This most dour of occasions kindled the holy in him. Black hat –...
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City Breath
She breathes this City of mine gently perspiring fashions latest designer toxic vapor whilst neon pulses flowing through her veins - sleep does not...
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Dogs of War
I wrote this short story after finding an old postcard – sent from the front during WW1. The brave unnamed soldier asked about his Wife, and getting...
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Genocide
Smaller and smaller walking away yellow dress blowing freely in the wind You said – (my mama ) that dignity is not to be found in fear. Words that...
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Onion Moon
If I peeled back its paper brown layers could I persuade you, that this onion is really the moon. If I filled your hands with copper coloured coins...
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