Steve

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StoryNew in America 1 Steve614 years 11 months ago
Storynew hampshire spring waits Steve415 years 3 weeks 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 11 months ago
StoryMary Steve516 years 11 months ago
StorySong of David Steve217 years 12 hours ago
StoryCome Away With Me Silver Spun Sand2117 years 1 day ago
StoryMe, and Her with the Piercings Silver Spun Sand1617 years 3 days ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Conversations, Thoughts, Etc. Steve217 years 5 days ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 4 Steve217 years 1 week ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 1 Steve417 years 1 week ago
StoryNudely Explore: impressions of S. Korea Steve217 years 1 week ago
StoryIV Steve217 years 1 week ago
StoryIII Steve317 years 2 weeks ago
StoryII Steve517 years 2 weeks ago
StoryGabriel Freed Steve317 years 3 weeks ago

My stories

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.

The face you wear

ought not to shut you in screen-play to another film, stiple bury you inside a mummified other. the face that you wear is for protection, it's an armour a clever contraption...

Skulls & Bones

Yale seemed pretty much like Harvard except that it was a little more polite. She saw the similar names of the Halls, but things were a little more playful. It was more serene at Yale.

The Interview

Trisha Trousseau

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