Steve

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StoryNew in America 1 Steve615 years 2 months ago
Storynew hampshire spring waits Steve415 years 3 months ago
StoryNew Hampshire Spring is... Steve315 years 3 months ago
StorySeoul Garden Steve215 years 3 months ago
StoryHypocrite Steve215 years 3 months ago
StoryFirst Love Steve215 years 5 months ago
StoryIn wanting so much to be loved Steve815 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Tender Buds of April Silver Spun Sand3016 years 3 months ago
StoryMichael Jackson's Early Demise Steve317 years 1 month ago
StoryGrowl Steve217 years 1 month ago
StoryDrips of emotion hint at Steve417 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Game Steve217 years 1 month ago
StoryMary Steve517 years 1 month ago
StorySong of David Steve217 years 2 months ago
StoryCome Away With Me Silver Spun Sand2117 years 2 months ago
StoryMe, and Her with the Piercings Silver Spun Sand1617 years 2 months ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Conversations, Thoughts, Etc. Steve217 years 2 months ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 4 Steve217 years 2 months ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 1 Steve417 years 2 months ago
StoryNudely Explore: impressions of S. Korea Steve217 years 2 months ago
StoryIV Steve217 years 2 months ago
StoryIII Steve317 years 2 months ago
StoryII Steve517 years 2 months ago
StoryGabriel Freed Steve317 years 3 months ago

My stories

Alone, Ashamed

I was so ashamed after all the others had been shot killed off, disappeared: lost. I did not know what to do. I had been underground for so long eating bits of bread, rationing.

I cannot say

when you are so full... your footsteps, fragments of sparkling nets throwing themselves on dark slippery, rippling echoes, i cannot say what is so ephermeral about you forever breaking into

Into Silence

my face dropped like water, lost (no longer possessing any characteristic of eyes, nose, lips: alone) not knowing, dressed in shame i could not say, no words like bubbles

Trying to Improve

Why do I enter the same patterns again AS IF these patterns defined myself? I was so lazy, sleeping to wave after wave off my problems, feeling a horrible weight (a stone, a rock, a problem)

Twin Desires

The world's no longer a veil of tears as joys uncoil from inane phrases and the heart opes its chambers through arteries of sounds it's never admitted before. Skies

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