Steve

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StoryNew in America 1 Steve615 years 3 weeks ago
Storynew hampshire spring waits Steve415 years 1 month ago
StoryNew Hampshire Spring is... Steve315 years 2 months ago
StorySeoul Garden Steve215 years 2 months ago
StoryHypocrite Steve215 years 2 months ago
StoryFirst Love Steve215 years 4 months ago
StoryIn wanting so much to be loved Steve815 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Tender Buds of April Silver Spun Sand3016 years 2 months ago
StoryMichael Jackson's Early Demise Steve316 years 12 months ago
StoryGrowl Steve217 years 1 week ago
StoryDrips of emotion hint at Steve417 years 1 week ago
StoryThe Game Steve217 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMary Steve517 years 2 weeks ago
StorySong of David Steve217 years 1 month ago
StoryCome Away With Me Silver Spun Sand2117 years 1 month ago
StoryMe, and Her with the Piercings Silver Spun Sand1617 years 1 month ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Conversations, Thoughts, Etc. Steve217 years 1 month ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 4 Steve217 years 1 month ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 1 Steve417 years 1 month ago
StoryNudely Explore: impressions of S. Korea Steve217 years 1 month ago
StoryIV Steve217 years 1 month ago
StoryIII Steve317 years 1 month ago
StoryII Steve517 years 1 month ago
StoryGabriel Freed Steve317 years 1 month ago

My stories

Hamlet VI

Hamlet : To be or not to be (a bee whizzes around Hamlet and then dies.)/ That is the answer./Weather permitting, whether it is possible to swim...

Hamlet V

Hamlet : Tonight I will show thee/ My Father/ in all his royal lineaments. (drinking beer). Horatio : I do so wish to see him./ How many warriors did...

Hamlet 4

Horatio: My Lord, the night air is bitter cold and portends such strange happenings my nerves are racked with fear. Hamlet : Horatio, last night,...

Hamlet III

Ophelia : Oh what a night... the necklace of stars gummed upon the sky/ Oh what a night, a small death worthy of a visit to the nurse/ sweet Hamlet,...

Hamlet II

Hamlet : Shall I compare thee to a winter's day/ thou art more dreadful and dry/ dark winds do bedeck the snows of decay/ and winter's weight long...

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