jennifer

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StoryInnocence Beeme1315 years 1 month ago
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My stories

Tarantella

Tarantella (11th February, 2010, 9.28pm) Forbidden fingers trace the spider’s web; caught, wings entangled, dangling on a thread of hope in frosty air. Wave tentative legs, teeth

Echoes

First poem in a long time!
Cherry

Here (IP)

Edited, punctuated, named, any better? Too much punctuation?

Love me do (Incendiary)

Bit late for last week's IP, had to come out at some point! I've had enough of trying to be polite!
Cherry

And yet...

And yet… (10th June 2009, 10.09am) you’ve gone dark, absolved any guilt in radio blackness, blocking the airwaves with apathy. I was content with nothing;

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