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StoryIt Had Been a Long Exorcism the-real-jaw31 year 1 month ago
StoryThe Author Chooses His Own Adventure the-real-jaw41 year 2 months ago
StoryRise and Fall of the One-Man Empire the-real-jaw51 year 9 months ago
StoryThe Stumble the-real-jaw41 year 9 months ago
StoryMessage from the Devil (Vibrations in a Red Crystal) the-real-jaw11 year 10 months ago
StorySome Days Even Water Gives Me a Hangover the-real-jaw01 year 10 months ago
StoryEternophobe the-real-jaw01 year 10 months ago
StoryThe Answer (II) the-real-jaw11 year 10 months ago
StoryThe Answer (I) the-real-jaw31 year 10 months ago
CollectionPersonal Favourites the-real-jaw01 year 10 months ago
StoryThe Rainy Library the-real-jaw31 year 10 months ago
StorySkyworms, or the Man Who Disproved Sleep the-real-jaw51 year 10 months ago
StoryO O the-real-jaw01 year 10 months ago
StoryOur Lady of the Streets the-real-jaw01 year 10 months ago
Storyyou the-real-jaw01 year 10 months ago
Storydancing in a cage wheeled through a forest of eyes the-real-jaw41 year 10 months ago
Storycradled over cold rails into the 21st century the-real-jaw01 year 11 months ago
StoryThe Parking-Garage Ark the-real-jaw01 year 11 months ago
StoryThe Chief Managing Director Has a Few Requests the-real-jaw01 year 11 months ago
StoryThe Liar the-real-jaw31 year 11 months ago
Storythe criminal dream of an employee the-real-jaw01 year 11 months ago
StoryThe Insemination the-real-jaw21 year 11 months ago
StoryThe Freshness of the First and Foremost of the Finest of the Lines the-real-jaw11 year 11 months ago
StoryThe Parasite Pities Its Host the-real-jaw01 year 11 months ago
CollectionProse the-real-jaw01 year 11 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Cookie Tin

Water snakes hiss in the walls. The day ruffles its frigid blue pages until I peel myself from bed to harvest a few shards of light from the horizons...

Away

I was made of years piled up. I was eyes falling through time. There had been a strange but not unpleasant smell of bitter peppermint, then my mind...
Cherry

What Does She See?

When we enter, Oma’s gazing at the wall. She does not smile. Her eyes are red hollows. Opa announces that I crossed Germany to see her. I say a few...

V,

I remember checking the schedule to find when our shifts crossed, and how you stayed late talking to me. How it cost me to approach you, the...
Cherry

After He Did What He Was Always Gonna Do

He pushes her away just in time to save himself, then flees sweating onto the treadmill, and room after room, city upon city, sky atop sky, flower...

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