Yutka

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StoryTop of the Mountain Richard L. Prov...315 years 2 months ago
StoryShe said, he said seashore2015 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Shells And Stones (Villanelle) hadley415 years 3 months ago
StoryOn how I became a Brazilian Mosquito Researcher’s Assistant: delapruch415 years 3 months ago
StoryA go home moment mcmanaman1215 years 3 months ago
StoryLetter from Sendai Yutka315 years 3 months ago
Forum topicIt's a boy! tcook2515 years 3 months ago
StoryYou closed the door (A Villanelle) Yutka215 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Tom cat Yutka215 years 3 months ago
StoryHer eyes Yutka415 years 3 months ago
StoryDiary of someone who opens an email maggyvaneijk2015 years 3 months ago
StoryLost Relations Yutka515 years 4 months ago
StoryMartha Yutka415 years 4 months ago
StoryAn Encounter ajblack45671015 years 5 months ago
StoryMedusas chelseyflood1915 years 5 months ago
StoryDiary of a motel receptionist. maggyvaneijk2415 years 5 months ago
StoryHad it With You! Silver Spun Sand1715 years 5 months ago
StoryNo Name Joe Silver Spun Sand3115 years 5 months ago
StoryHoly Communion Geertje Jong615 years 5 months ago
StoryWhere's Home? the parkster415 years 5 months ago
StoryDie Langsamkeit des Sterbens or the death of the poet Rainer Maria Rilke Yutka715 years 7 months ago
StoryThe patient owl Yutka315 years 7 months ago
Story3 Crannies of Oregon seannelson115 years 7 months ago
StoryInner Praxis Yutka715 years 8 months ago
StoryFor all those years Yutka615 years 8 months ago

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Cherry

Greek music fires the heart

A dance with shadows twists and turns, rises and falls and is always acting in unison. It moves in ancient rhythms firing the heart and opens and...
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unbreakable

She sat with others drinking cups of tea. It felt at first, as if she held her beaker a little differently, a little weaker. And once she smiled, but...

Isolation

They’ve taken my lungs down to the lab left the rest of me in an isolation bed even the fear I’m bleeding left stains in my head what drugs will they...

break-in

You judged me quickly as I stood, my shoulders bent, my head held low, my face entrenched in dappled shade. You looked at me with angry eyes as I...
Cherry

Ambush

In Milano water gushes from the wedding-cake fountain by the gate of Castello Sforzesco minarets sparkle in the sunshine he ambushed me there in my...

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