Vertigo

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StoryA Day in the Lab Vertigo011 years 9 months ago
StoryA Fairytale in Crimson Vertigo011 years 9 months ago
CollectionHeaven is for Later Vertigo011 years 9 months ago
CollectionRattled Vertigo011 years 9 months ago
CollectionArmy Days Vertigo011 years 9 months ago
CollectionSongs Vertigo011 years 9 months ago
StoryYou've Rendered Me Prickly My Dear Vertigo011 years 10 months ago
StorySurrender Vertigo011 years 10 months ago
StoryMy boyfriend lives in a great big glass bubble Vertigo011 years 10 months ago
StoryPa and the Debut Vertigo011 years 10 months ago
StoryTo Pine Vertigo011 years 10 months ago
StoryLyrica 4 Vertigo011 years 10 months ago
StoryTomorrow Vertigo011 years 10 months ago
StoryLyrica 2 Vertigo011 years 10 months ago
StoryLyrica 1 Vertigo011 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Awakening Vertigo011 years 10 months ago
StoryThis Poem Could Be An Allegory For A Political Outcry Vertigo011 years 10 months ago
StoryShe Punched Me in the Face with a Fist of Laughter Vertigo011 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Cheshire Cat would grin Vertigo011 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Pessimist Vertigo011 years 10 months ago
StoryShe Keeps Her Muse Trapped in a Pair of Green Earmuffs Vertigo011 years 10 months ago
StoryHappy Birthday Vertigo011 years 10 months ago
StoryEternity of a Heartbeat Vertigo011 years 10 months ago

My stories

Surrender

Sweat-liquid, soul-spirit
Poem of the week

My boyfriend lives in a great big glass bubble

My boyfriend lives in a great big glass bubble And sometimes he lets me in

A Day in the Lab

I don't know what I was expecting, but it wasn't this. "Those are bodies!" I choke out. Of course they're bodies, you asked to be here, stupid.

You've Rendered Me Prickly My Dear

Maybe once I would've told you this, but now- you've rendered me prickly my dear, all rough surfaces and awkward angles and I know nothing good can come of telling, now.

Pa and the Debut

On a girl, and her dad, and her first

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