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StoryPhilosophy And Waterfowl hadley113 years 2 weeks ago
StoryRemained Always Here hadley213 years 2 weeks ago
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StoryOrdinary Dreaming hadley113 years 2 weeks ago
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StorySometimes You Can See Another Life hadley113 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Lure Of Stories hadley013 years 2 weeks ago
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My stories

Our Father

He had confident safe hands. I wanted hands like that. The knowing hands of a man Who knows how the world works, And how to fix it, when it doesn't. For he is the one to fix things,

On Brussels Sprouts and Other Erotica

Concerning the Brussels Sprouts of our fevered erotic imaginings and longings, it is not hard – although it soon will be – to see why such sexually-provocative brassicas have such a firm grip on o

As the Tide Turns

All down along the shoreline spread, the waves are making edgy progress, while the tide advances like a cautious army crawls. But still the walls of castles crumble down

Still Dancing

Dancing through days that fall At your feet like bright petals, You see all your tomorrows Spreading out towards the horizon. You have lived a life like this before,
Cherry

Another Obstacle

And distance falls, becomes another obstacle. It stands in the way, guarding against The possibility of movement. A turning becomes a kind of stillness As motion turns in on itself.

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