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| Forum topic | Yutka | Anonymous | 1 | 20 years 5 months ago |
| Forum topic | The man on the train - Pepsoid | lisa h | 4 | 20 years 5 months ago |
| Forum topic | Thanks | Anonymous | 4 | 20 years 7 months ago |
| Forum topic | i don't want u to read this anymore | AliciaB | 3 | 20 years 7 months ago |
| Forum topic | Haiku competition | tcook | 16 | 20 years 7 months ago |
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| Forum topic | The chicken at the door by Megan | mykle | 10 | 20 years 8 months ago |
| Forum topic | Selbstportrait mit Kater by captainmcdan | mykle | 10 | 20 years 8 months ago |
| Forum topic | Art Fart... by Lisa Hinsley | pepsoid | 4 | 20 years 8 months ago |
| Forum topic | Ho hum... | pepsoid | 35 | 20 years 8 months ago |
| Forum topic | STOP ALL THIS NOW! | Laura Callender | 23 | 20 years 8 months ago |
| Forum topic | Oh Holy Night by Fergal | mykle | 19 | 20 years 8 months ago |
| Forum topic | Didn't want to be a priest | 2Lou | 6 | 20 years 8 months ago |
| Forum topic | A Little Bit Lost | Corvus | 12 | 20 years 8 months ago |
| Forum topic | Fergals' 'Her Side of the Story' | Jack Cade | 4 | 20 years 8 months ago |
| Forum topic | Lily Green and the Tree Fellers - RachelCoates | Anonymous | 7 | 20 years 10 months ago |
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My stories
When we see we are growing old
It is there, in the strong light, when we see we are growing old. Loneliness is a glance over a darkening lake. Let's play kiss chase. I send my looks deep into the willow tree. Grope me there. I am your Snow-white.
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- 1287 reads
We, the Settlers
We, the settlers, trekking behind the covered wagons of time, rattle the hours in pockets of loose moments, that can hold only so much in a day. We want more for next week, next year, always in search
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- 1143 reads
What will remain of them?
Poppy seed capsule, bare now without its bright crimson petals a wind has ripped out, like our children, so often forsaken and each one uncertain. Many are taken. Faster than eyes can blink
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- 1111 reads
My Daughters
One leaves early in the morning, with the clickety-clack sound of her stilettos, size seven, the other stays in bed, next to her glass of water, mars bars and world music cd's. I hear but hardly see them. Their lives
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Hymn to the goddess of time
Oh goddess of time, where you are nobody knows, but we know you. Your present is past and future alike and you pass through our eyes without trace As soon as you lay your hands on us you are no longer.
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