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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | Given To Distance | writers_anon | 0 | 12 years 1 month ago |
| Story | From Sun to Shadow | writers_anon | 0 | 12 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Digital | writers_anon | 0 | 12 years 1 month ago |
| Story | February 16 1992 | writers_anon | 0 | 12 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Fingers | writers_anon | 0 | 12 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Edge of the cliff | writers_anon | 0 | 12 years 1 month ago |
My stories
Hand Grenades and Horseshoes
Lying on the sun-buttered, wind-seared beach, drinking Absinthe and ice water, he picks at his burning wounds. This is between him and his conscience...
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- 635 reads
Pantomime
Pantomime Act I the solo artist lights a last cigarette studies the bottle forty percent proof read the label contemplates dipping in a final search...
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- 647 reads
X What counts
Later, some will say she walked the beach mile from town, brought herself to rest against the low dune and knowing her time was done waited, watching...
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- 652 reads
Time, You Say&;#063;
It governs you, we know. Stern faced, black handed dismisses your excuses with a sweep of its arm. You look at it, we see you, how it divides the...
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- 572 reads
Orchard
Some say it's between you and your conscience, what you do or don't do when no-one knows or sees you. The way you never walked that dog when they...
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- 564 reads