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Storydeathless i remain rtpmit1813012 years 8 months ago
StoryDance With The Snake rtpmit1813012 years 8 months ago
StoryCooperative Fishing rtpmit1813012 years 8 months ago
Storychariot of the sun is a snake rtpmit1813012 years 8 months ago
StoryBy The Oaks of Mamre rtpmit1813012 years 8 months ago
StoryAsleep in The Great Court rtpmit1813012 years 8 months ago
StoryAn Ancient Business rtpmit1813012 years 8 months ago
Story Water Sermon rtpmit1813012 years 8 months ago
CollectionUnordered Tales rtpmit1813012 years 8 months ago
CollectionArt(icles) rtpmit1813012 years 8 months ago
CollectionThis Planet My Prison rtpmit1813012 years 8 months ago
CollectionCornucopia rtpmit1813012 years 8 months ago
StoryWhere sun and rain are mad rtpmit1813012 years 9 months ago
StoryYour Electric Piano rtpmit1813012 years 9 months ago
StoryTraining Daze rtpmit1813012 years 9 months ago
StoryPlanet My Prison, This rtpmit1813012 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Law of the Bones rtpmit1813012 years 9 months ago
StoryRose of Sharon rtpmit1813012 years 9 months ago
StorySlow Drive To St Lucia rtpmit1813012 years 9 months ago
StoryOf Meat and Sugar rtpmit1813012 years 9 months ago
StoryIn Our Exile rtpmit1813012 years 9 months ago
Storyit was the tenth month of the war rtpmit1813012 years 9 months ago
Storyempty cities, these rtpmit1813012 years 9 months ago
StoryFire Next Time rtpmit1813012 years 9 months ago
StoryFor the sake of twenty rtpmit1813012 years 9 months ago

My stories

Your Electric Piano

Your electric piano (letter to an old love) By Rino Palmani your house used to be my whole world and I was content watching you sleep or you would be...

By The Oaks of Mamre

By the oaks of Mamre By Rino Palmani By the oaks of Mamre where the Lord appeared to Abraham I planned my war: I concocted strategies against my...

Water Sermon

in response to t.s. eliot

chariot of the sun is a snake

The chariot of the sun is a snake, my beloved By Rino Palmani What gifts do you bring, my lady of sugarcoated sorrows? Hands that mould mountains;...

deathless i remain

in awe of dylan thomas

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