Steve

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StoryNew in America 1 Steve615 years 5 days 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 1 month ago
StoryFirst Love Steve215 years 3 months ago
StoryIn wanting so much to be loved Steve815 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Tender Buds of April Silver Spun Sand3016 years 1 month ago
StoryMichael Jackson's Early Demise Steve316 years 11 months ago
StoryGrowl Steve216 years 11 months ago
StoryDrips of emotion hint at Steve416 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Game Steve216 years 12 months ago
StoryMary Steve516 years 12 months 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 2 weeks ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Conversations, Thoughts, Etc. Steve217 years 2 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 3 weeks ago
StoryIV Steve217 years 3 weeks ago
StoryIII Steve317 years 3 weeks ago
StoryII Steve517 years 4 weeks ago
StoryGabriel Freed Steve317 years 1 month ago

My stories

Waist Land 4

What the shrink said: -Who are you? he asks. -I'm me. Who are you? -I'm your shrink. -I'm paying you so you better say nice things about me. -My ethics are going down the drain.

Waist Land 3

The Switch of Gender Roles I tell Jack what to do now. "Clean the fucking toilet" He does it. I felt so inferior to him for so long as my curls bounced in the air.

Waist Land 2

A Game of Guesses Jack keeps on giggling when I eye him. He keeps on staring at me when we eat.

The Waist Land 1

T.S. Eliot Wasteland translated into America's current waistland.

Song of David

O Lord, I beseech you to forgive. I am your most loyal servant. I have sinned. I have gravely broken your words. Heal me of this wound... the mad curls of her luscious hair,

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