Yutka

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StoryThe love nest Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StorySong of the frog princess Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryPunch Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryOnce when I’m dead Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryLight on adultery Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe morning they go rowing Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryMnemosyne Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Meeting Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StorySnapshots Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryLow on Time Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryLove-in-a-mist Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryLove in idleness Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryKazia for AOL Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe future of monopoly Yutka011 years 11 months ago
Storymy personal blues Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryRescue Dog Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe sea gull Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryMarried Life Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryMy Daughters Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Native American Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryThis pale picture that was our house Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryOut of Body Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryLife is swell Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryThere is a cloud Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Story of Yorinde Yutka011 years 11 months ago

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In search of Paradise

Below the stars, all was created in night-black dampness, out of rains fermented in the chalice of volcanoes where fires sprang up, unabated. Light-...
Gold cherry
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Impaired

in your absence I welcome pale thoughts of your body lying on dewy grass grasping the pleasure of earth with both hands you smeared the sweetness of...
Cherry

Little Prince of the Skies

(Horst Rippert, a German fighter, had just learned that one of his 28 kills in wartime was his favourite author.) Strange how he arrived at the truth...

Impaired

in your absence I welcome the pale thoughts of your body lying on the dewy grass grasping the pleasure of earth with both hands you smeared the...
Cherry

Water Burial

The morning after, a dark night had passed along with lack of sleep and worry. The ocean called; it’s long scream broke the dawn. Along the shore the...

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