jennifer

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My stories

Snowstory

Snowstory (3rd February, 2009, 10.49am) Graceless, not a vision in white, clad in suitably unsexy clothes, I skid, slip, splay across the snow like Bambi, minus the cute element.

Mistress Untamed

Just a quick disclaimer: this is NOT autobiographical!
Cherry

Bitter Blue Balls

Bitter Blue Balls (1st February, 2009, 6.11pm) At your words, my heart cracks like an ice cube as the gin hits it. Leave the top off, sweetheart, forgo the mixer; let my throat smart.
Cherry

Critical Understanding

Critical Understanding (31st January, 2009, 11.21pm) Line up the imperfect lines of poetry against the towering wall of commentary as the critics load, lock, raise their weaponry.

Sad-ism

Sad-ism (31st January, 2009, 10.15pm) Dry your tears on your arm. The wetness burns your naked sleeve; this need to make you cry has been growing inside like a weed.

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