Steve

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StoryNew in America 1 Steve615 years 1 week ago
Storynew hampshire spring waits Steve415 years 1 month ago
StoryNew Hampshire Spring is... Steve315 years 1 month ago
StorySeoul Garden Steve215 years 1 month 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 11 months ago
StoryGrowl Steve216 years 12 months ago
StoryDrips of emotion hint at Steve416 years 12 months ago
StoryThe Game Steve217 years 3 days ago
StoryMary Steve517 years 3 days ago
StorySong of David Steve217 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCome Away With Me Silver Spun Sand2117 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMe, and Her with the Piercings Silver Spun Sand1617 years 3 weeks ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Conversations, Thoughts, Etc. Steve217 years 3 weeks ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 4 Steve217 years 3 weeks ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 1 Steve417 years 3 weeks ago
StoryNudely Explore: impressions of S. Korea Steve217 years 4 weeks 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

Lord, help me

By Steve on Tue, 29 Sep 2009

i am fragile, vulnerable a slave to my feelings which drag me on and on to inaction just chewing the ends of an event, a thing that endlessly bothers me.
Drama
Poem
Certificate PG

The stars

By Steve on Mon, 28 Sep 2009

are beacons in the night whose curly hair, dark melliflous inkblot the light brushstrokes of God, dotted for the universe to breathe. no breath can hold the sound of a star trailing off
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate U

You can only be a victim for so long before

By Steve on Wed, 23 Sep 2009

you victimize yourself. You become lazy because no one taught you to be industrious. you are so angry at those who made you into a target, a thing, a transferrance
Drama
Poem
Certificate U

Someone said

By Steve on Wed, 23 Sep 2009

that a bomb had hit our building. her face was about to crumble. i was about to move, but my back hurt so much. i did not know what to do. someone banged opened the door, asked
Autobiography
Poem
Certificate U

So much anger and confusion inside

By Steve on Wed, 23 Sep 2009

that i feel primitive, the violent sick thoughts and emotions inside are tethered togethered, vined in strange fashions, they breathe through terror films, through avenues of shock.
Drama
Poem
Certificate PG

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