Jack Cade

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StoryYou Are The Ascending Shokes of my Harp Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryZ - The Continuing Downfall of Modern Piracy Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryX - The Downfall of Modern Piracy Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryYou who run Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryVerslibrist Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryWarhead Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryX - Kings of England Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryY - Numeracy Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryV ~ When I speak Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryW - Two more brief poems Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryYWCA, Dar-Es-Salaam, 4/8/03 Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryZ ~ How to deal with domestic accidents Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryX - Leaving notes Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryYour fair oasis Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryV - Really Rhyl Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryWolfson Close Flat 10 Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryZ ~ You are the ascending shokes of my harp Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryX ~ One more hump for the revolution Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryY ~ Fugitive punk Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryV ~ Raggo Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryW ~ I can't afford you kindness as of late Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryX ~ Hen goes apeshit Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryY ~ The beauty tip Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryV ~ September 10th, 2002 Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago
StoryW ~ Marchenkrieg (The Faerytale War) Jack Cade012 years 10 months ago

My stories

Hydromancy

Barbs dishevelled, shivering, it keeps the water still with the anaesthetic needle of its leg. And then, when it kicks off, the ever-patient bird gets surgical.

Shuttlebus North

That fresh, crushed sugarcane juice you bought last night at the beach ' it was 80g of Silver Spoon, plus Sprite. But how? You saw them put the cane right through the press! That's telemagic for you ' that's the art of artifice.
Cherry

The Generous Moon

A rewrite
Cherry

Scarthin's

I came back, didn't I? And I drank in a cafe that got stuck in your throat
Cherry

Playback

You blunder into a photograph. You know it is a photograph because there is a man to your right who is trying to pry his eye out of the camera lens.

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