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My stories

The Lantern Swinging in Horsmonden

The Lantern Swinging in Horsmonden A silhouette of branches changes as I go the lamp of moon seems to move behind as if a lanterns carried cross the fields reasons for it crowd my mind
Cherry

Inquisition

Inquisition There is often a wish to throw women to the Inquisition curves are blamed for an inconvenient itch an uncomfortable envious swelling of a myth

Widowsnight

Widowsnight Widowsnight ought to be black trailing down lonely spines as it does crawling up from photographic shadows a sepia hiss of whispers regret regret and unlovely now, all gone
Cherry

A Pity You Didn't Johnny Appleseed

A pity you didn't Johnny Appleseed and scatter the products of your devotion to " the glamorous hell of love" they could spring up for the reading of the will with youthful juice

Woodsmoke

Woodsmoke Autumn sunrays cut through a bonfire 's billows prismed they illuminate the smoke with neatly drawn light like painted radiations on a canvas framing a sacred face all gentle piety

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