jane a
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | Cross platform | jane a | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Back outside | jane a | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Attachment | jane a | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Collection | Exercises | jane a | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Collection | Poems | jane a | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Collection | Stories | jane a | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Viewpoints | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Z) Working late at the office | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | X) Catching | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | V: Happy Endings | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | What I want to say: | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | X: Thirty-one Flavours | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Teaching my mother to text | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | U: Venus &; Fur | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Sectioned | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Nothing in common | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | One in Ten | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Little drinking song | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Killing wasps | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Nineteen, twenty, my plate's empty | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | The woman who couldn't walk through doors | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Under the Elephant | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | J: View from the south | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Having it all | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | I have a cold | jane a | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
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Teaching my mother to text
She bought the mobile for emergencies (a Nokia like mine; she chose the blue one). Holds it nervously, like it's a bomb. I sit beside her, leaning...
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- 608 reads
U: Venus &; Fur
In the slosh and wallow of the bath, I curve a leg through rising steam, admire the line from knee to dripping dancer-pointed feet, scrape steel...
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- 554 reads
V: Happy Endings
Ever felt they've sold you down the river? Annexed your most secret dreams? The ones you kept clutched close; the tantalising us beyond the me? Ever...
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- 631 reads
Under the Elephant
London Roots competition entry
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- 546 reads