jennifer

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StoryDeath is my Living! Denzella1714 years 3 months ago
Storyi know it's stupid, but i fell for a mannequin JupiterMoon514 years 3 months ago
StoryMy Early Morning Postman Edenfalls1014 years 3 months ago
Storywithout JupiterMoon214 years 3 months ago
StorySolitaire queen beatle714 years 3 months ago
StoryForever Eden Silver Spun Sand1314 years 3 months ago
StoryWorld Oblivion April114 years 3 months ago
StoryBoundless Sea April114 years 3 months ago
StoryThats a funny lookin bat beaste114 years 3 months ago
StoryFallen Nikki A114 years 3 months ago
StoryNo Fairytale, This Silver Spun Sand1914 years 3 months ago
Forum topicHow many of you have had more than 90 cherries? Savx1914 years 3 months ago
Forum topicDoes anyone think it's sacrilege to re-write Shakespeare? london_calling792814 years 3 months ago
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StoryAnti-Social Behaviour - A macabre black shoes and prawn sandwich tale. tonythorne314 years 3 months ago
StoryUnplugged (ii) lenchenelf1114 years 4 months ago
StoryWant and Need jennifer1014 years 5 months ago
Forum topicOMG Jennifer Pickup's novel is nearly there! Anonymous5714 years 5 months ago
Blog entryJennifer reaches her target! tcook814 years 5 months ago
StoryDon't sweat the small stuff jennifer814 years 5 months ago
StoryBrief history of a life so far hoalarg1314 years 5 months ago
StoryRemember, Remember ... h jenkins614 years 5 months ago
StoryUnbelievable Plea! jennifer214 years 5 months ago
Story4 Haiku Mark Heathcote414 years 5 months ago
StoryKiss Our Tears Away jolono714 years 5 months ago

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My stories

Bend and Bleed

Bend and Bleed (5th January, 2011) It might be too late for apologies and gives, not takes; truth disguised by my vowels and your consonants, these bones of mine you bend and break.
Cherry

Don't sweat the small stuff

Really a performance poem.. now all I need is somewhere to perform it! J x

Salt

Salt (3rd January, 2010, 1.05aam) You linger where you’re not welcome, hovering at the edge of my conscience, prodding my memory when I forget you; could you bear to disappear?

The Space Between

The Space Between (20th December, 2010) Here I am, caught in the space between Sleep and awake, reality and dream, I drift, lonely snowflake, from room to room
Poem of the week

Keys to my heart

Keys to my heart (13th December, 2010) And her face was awash with the stars, Twinkling, twinkling on her wet cheeks Like diamond dust, how morning frost

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