Steve

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StoryNew in America 1 Steve613 years 11 months ago
Storynew hampshire spring waits Steve414 years 2 weeks ago
StoryNew Hampshire Spring is... Steve314 years 1 month ago
StorySeoul Garden Steve214 years 1 month ago
StoryHypocrite Steve214 years 1 month ago
StoryFirst Love Steve214 years 3 months ago
StoryIn wanting so much to be loved Steve814 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Tender Buds of April Silver Spun Sand3015 years 1 month ago
StoryMichael Jackson's Early Demise Steve315 years 10 months ago
StoryGrowl Steve215 years 11 months ago
StoryDrips of emotion hint at Steve415 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Game Steve215 years 11 months ago
StoryMary Steve515 years 11 months ago
StorySong of David Steve215 years 11 months ago
StoryCome Away With Me Silver Spun Sand2115 years 12 months ago
StoryMe, and Her with the Piercings Silver Spun Sand1615 years 12 months ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Conversations, Thoughts, Etc. Steve215 years 12 months ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 4 Steve216 years 1 day ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 1 Steve416 years 1 day ago
StoryNudely Explore: impressions of S. Korea Steve216 years 3 days ago
StoryIV Steve216 years 6 days ago
StoryIII Steve316 years 1 week ago
StoryII Steve516 years 1 week ago
StoryGabriel Freed Steve316 years 2 weeks ago

My stories

Trying to understand

trying to understand you God without judging you tying things together, trying again&again to understand you. am i just here for your glory? what about my problems,

Praying, trying to understand

i try hard, work hard trying testing myself, trying to go beyond the narrow limits of my education, trying to find a better way of doing things, trying to understand

unsaid things and the mistakes that we make

where do they go? dotheyrun&hide seek some fear, some hidden desire to attach themselves to? do they disappear into the mind of God, do they simply dissolve? allthethingsyoumeanttosay

Explode

sometimes i explode with tears, fold the towels, drain... little by little drip by drip my confusion dissolves... i'm outside the window, the mirror the blind someone ought to know

Between two lines

where am i between two lines, trying so hard to be good on the one side, on the other stuck to the earth, made of primal instincts, a military demeanor, straight, stuck to the gun after.

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