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| Forum topic | On Bleaker Street by ralph. | QueenElf | 10 | 20 years 6 months ago |
| Forum topic | Rent Boy ... | ivoryfishbone | 4 | 20 years 8 months ago |
| Forum topic | Ralph Dartford | Noticeboard | 3 | 20 years 9 months ago |
| Forum topic | ABCtales evening | tcook | 64 | 20 years 9 months ago |
| Forum topic | Does liking TS Elliot make you antisemitic? | markbrown | 11 | 20 years 9 months ago |
| Forum topic | Out of Everything You Learned in School ... | karl_wiggins | 12 | 20 years 9 months ago |
| Forum topic | The Wayward Bus | karl_wiggins | 4 | 20 years 9 months ago |
| Forum topic | A Shadow Of His Former Self... | mississippi | 10 | 20 years 10 months ago |
| Forum topic | what ya readin' ? | anna_tempt | 12 | 21 years 2 weeks ago |
| Forum topic | Support an ABCtales Member: Buy martin_t's book! | markbrown | 8 | 21 years 4 weeks ago |
| Forum topic | Hurricane Katrina | sgardiner | 45 | 21 years 1 month ago |
| Forum topic | Owen Money | ely_whitley | 21 | 21 years 1 month ago |
| Forum topic | Mo Mowlam | tcook | 11 | 21 years 2 months ago |
| Forum topic | Sum it up in a sentence | markbrown | 20 | 21 years 2 months ago |
| Forum topic | anyone want to come see my movie | maddan | 7 | 21 years 2 months ago |
My stories
April 12th And The Hard Boiled Egg
And all these tears that I have steamed whilst sitting here These past years and a day has caught up with me My runaway trains * I'm sporting a recognised grin
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Fishtails
Driving with you, To the coast of Kent. Laughing and singing. It’s our day out. I stroke your hand Between shifting the gears. I rub your neck. Because I can’t reach to kiss.
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Your Wee Small Hour
Brains of a rocking horse. Leading you to the petrol tank. Drinking in the bad day. A trash can Sinatra hue. Sinks you. And you can murmur your life, for a dollar quart.
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- 1148 reads
Pressure Drop
With you. in this bed. Undressed. Fitting each other. As if new socks. Our minds take trips. Fuelled by tears, born of heartbreak. We uncage the stormed nights. Later.
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Blow
Room scattered with the things, that every days are made of. Rotting food from days ago. Stale curls of crisps. Her body is a centerpiece. Its skin iced, diced, puffed.
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- 2112 reads