Yutka

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Story‘The Damage We Do’ Art of the Diver68 years 9 months ago
StoryEncounter with my dead father Yutka28 years 9 months ago
Story Words like stones and no need for songs Yutka09 years 11 months ago
StoryDreams will say nothing Yutka410 years 2 months ago
StoryDeath Wish Yutka010 years 8 months ago
StoryDeath of a gardener Yutka210 years 8 months ago
StoryDeath of a Doll Yutka010 years 8 months ago
StoryDeath of a father Yutka010 years 8 months ago
StoryDeath in slow voices Yutka010 years 8 months ago
StoryDeath in the Afternoon Yutka010 years 8 months ago
StoryDeath Yutka210 years 8 months ago
StoryCrow Land Yutka010 years 8 months ago
StoryCrash Yutka010 years 8 months ago
StoryCountless clues Yutka010 years 8 months ago
StoryConclusion Yutka010 years 8 months ago
StoryColour is dead Yutka410 years 8 months ago
StoryCockadoodling Yutka010 years 8 months ago
StoryCloud chase Yutka010 years 8 months ago
StoryCheck mating Yutka210 years 8 months ago
StoryCaptive Yutka010 years 8 months ago
StoryBridge with God Yutka010 years 8 months ago
StoryBig Daddy Yutka110 years 8 months ago
StoryBeing nude was rude Yutka010 years 8 months ago
StoryBehind Bars Yutka010 years 8 months ago
StoryBadoo Yutka010 years 8 months ago

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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...
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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...
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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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In the moonlight

When I gazed at the stars seeking answers in their radiance moonlight poured out over your face your sad eyes your trembling lips Compassion springs...

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