Makis
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | Seeing the Light | luigi_pagano | 6 | 1 year 2 days ago |
| Story | Crying Against The Dying Of The Light | Makis | 8 | 1 year 2 days ago |
| Story | No Fixed Abode | Makis | 6 | 1 year 1 week ago |
| Story | A Grimm Tale | Makis | 6 | 1 year 2 weeks ago |
| Story | Bring Me the Head of St. Paisius of Hilendar | Turlough | 16 | 1 year 3 weeks ago |
| Story | An Ode To The Commode | Makis | 4 | 1 year 3 weeks ago |
| Story | The Pianola | Makis | 6 | 1 year 4 weeks ago |
| Story | The Marriage Chest | Makis | 0 | 1 year 1 month ago |
| Story | In The Parish of Saint Pancras of Rome | Makis | 4 | 1 year 1 month ago |
| Story | Letter Going Beyond The Grave | skinner_jennifer | 10 | 1 year 1 month ago |
| Story | Sandwiches, Wittgenstein and a Log | Caldwell | 14 | 1 year 1 month ago |
| Story | Last Great Auk, | celticman | 12 | 1 year 1 month ago |
| Story | It's Grim Up North | Makis | 5 | 1 year 1 month ago |
| Story | The Still Waiting | Makis | 4 | 1 year 1 month ago |
| Story | Our Journey of New Beginnings | Makis | 11 | 1 year 1 month ago |
| Story | Leaving home Inspiration point ( IP ) | ScoZen | 3 | 1 year 1 month ago |
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Flaming Christmas Fare
The flaming pud was always a hit With our dog, my brothers and me Filled with spices of exotic hue We never quite knew just how to behave, How to...
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The Emperor’s New Vocabulary
It was about nine-thirty, and the Teddy-Boy starlings had just concluded their usual morning assault on our bird feeders. A gang of juvenile...
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Refer To Drawer
Frustration is our persistent hum, our tinnitus, a worry-worm growing fat on our fragile assumptions. It lurks in the pale mist of our waking where...
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Dilute to Taste
December tastes of waiting Of anticipating the glow When resting joys resurface For festive roundello The tree stands decked in borrowed light...
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Mission Creep
Oh, please, not yet. It’s November, for goodness sake. I've got dahlias in flower, the squirrels are burying conkers on my lawn, and the thin duvet’s...
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