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StoryNo escaping this pumadelta012 years 5 months ago
StoryThe barber shop pumadelta012 years 5 months ago
StoryThe difference in me pumadelta012 years 5 months ago
StoryThe battle of the sexes pumadelta012 years 5 months ago
StoryLight House pumadelta012 years 5 months ago
StoryLily savage pumadelta012 years 5 months ago
StoryTales of the unprotected pumadelta012 years 5 months ago
StoryLifes a bowl of pizza's pumadelta012 years 5 months ago
StoryIf I had breath pumadelta012 years 5 months ago
StoryIn my place pumadelta012 years 5 months ago
Storyholocaust pumadelta012 years 5 months ago
StoryEden before the fall pumadelta012 years 5 months ago
StoryDevil pumadelta012 years 5 months ago
StoryFrisbee pumadelta012 years 5 months ago
StoryFruit of the Valentine pumadelta012 years 5 months ago
StoryBradgate Park pumadelta212 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Prowler pumadelta212 years 6 months ago
Storythe persistence of memory pumadelta212 years 6 months ago
StoryA promise for no one you know. pumadelta212 years 6 months ago
Storyhow to grow a butterfly pumadelta412 years 6 months ago
StorySmoke and mirrors pumadelta212 years 6 months ago
Storylingering love a.lesser.thing612 years 6 months ago
Storysilhouettes, cigarettes a.lesser.thing312 years 6 months ago
StoryGrace littleditty313 years 8 months ago
StoryDaisy, littleditty715 years 4 months ago

My stories

Hand it over

It’s 9am and I’ve forget to pray Wonder if the lord has got my back today Baseball cap on and my rucksack strapped Dizzy out the door because of the...

My secret space

Commentary books of the old faith Line my walls like regimented soldiers Finding their way there by chaos and disorder A tatty Latin school...

Over the hill...

He plays hoop with his chums At the tarmac ground Unsuccessful he shoots as if a stray Cannon ball, uselessly lost to oblivion Circles he runs till...

a story to tell

Who will for told This waking hour Where foot has tread Where man has power Where life has breath Each every hour Who will for told Who will for told...

Vissid'arte

Vissid’arte The Cathedral hall stood still Bathed in misty amber light An altar garnished in floral bouquet Dresses the altar floor Six tall white...

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