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StoryIt Had Been a Long Exorcism the-real-jaw32 months 6 days ago
StoryRise and Fall of the One-Man Empire the-real-jaw52 months 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Stumble the-real-jaw42 months 2 weeks ago
StoryMessage from the Devil (Vibrations in a Red Crystal) the-real-jaw12 months 3 weeks ago
StorySome Days Even Water Gives Me a Hangover the-real-jaw02 months 3 weeks ago
StoryDeath's Daughter (epilogue) the-real-jaw02 months 3 weeks ago
StoryTo the Woman in Pursuit the-real-jaw02 months 3 weeks ago
StoryEternophobe the-real-jaw03 months 3 hours ago
StoryThe Answer (II) the-real-jaw13 months 2 days ago
StoryThe Answer (I) the-real-jaw33 months 2 days ago
CollectionPersonal Favourites the-real-jaw03 months 6 days ago
Storyand the problem is the-real-jaw03 months 6 days ago
StoryDeath's Daughter (III) the-real-jaw03 months 6 days ago
StoryDeath's Daughter (II) the-real-jaw03 months 1 week ago
Storymantra for learning to write the-real-jaw13 months 1 week ago
StoryThe Rainy Library the-real-jaw33 months 1 week ago
StorySkyworms, or the Man Who Disproved Sleep the-real-jaw53 months 1 week ago
StoryO O the-real-jaw03 months 1 week ago
StoryOur Lady of the Streets the-real-jaw03 months 1 week ago
Storyyou the-real-jaw03 months 1 week ago
Storydancing in a cage wheeled through a forest of eyes the-real-jaw43 months 2 weeks ago
Storycheck reality the-real-jaw33 months 2 weeks ago
Storycradled over cold rails into the 21st century the-real-jaw03 months 3 weeks ago
StoryDeath's Daughter (I) the-real-jaw03 months 3 weeks ago
StoryThe Parking-Garage Ark the-real-jaw03 months 3 weeks ago

My stories

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It Had Been a Long Exorcism

How we survived a psychotic episode
Gold cherry

The Stumble

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Some Days Even Water Gives Me a Hangover

but here I lean swigging black beer listening to colleagues diss cocaine and curse and reminisce about the binges of yore every drink hardens my...

Death's Daughter (epilogue)

The phone. She was crying, unsure who she was or what she knew. God had stopped dropping in for tea. She had flown to her preacher dad, who bolted...

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