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Forum topicThe Seven Sins of England? archergirl156 years 2 months ago
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Forum topicSong lyrics as poetry archergirl416 years 2 months ago

My stories

Filius

a love poem for my son

The Falling Man (10 Seconds Down)

A reflection on the horrors of September 11.
Cherry

Paterfamilias

"Last week was pretty eventful. I turned 60 and you wrote me a letter. (This is my father) Evened out pretty good, I'd say. (Stranger, human being, sometime ghost) I'm so glad you wrote and I hope we will keep it going.

Eden

If I could through you, my secret garden, go threading bare feet carefully amongst your blooms and vines, I would with loving fingers brush away those fearsome thorns rioting like snakes in your grassy undergrowth
Cherry

On Cosmopolitan and Mutual Deflowering with My Not-Quite-Step-Brother

We downed that half-bottle of port for courage, pilfered from the pantry: Kool-aid chased with a bellyful of fire and then too-casually watched big-hair bands wiggle leather-clad asses on

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