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StoryX: To do before the pen runs out narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryYou/Me&;#063; narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryWhat not to wear narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryX: She narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryV: Red narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryX narcissa011 years 11 months ago
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StoryW narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryWithout realising: Monologue narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryZ end. narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryX: Always yesterday narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryY: Motherhood narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryV: Storm sense narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryWishing narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryYour home narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryWar ode narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryX- my lips are sealed narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryYou are narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryVery different worlds narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryWhen the darkness conquered* narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryX* narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryYou* narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryVery Sorry* narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryWitch* narcissa011 years 11 months ago
StoryUntil the End narcissa011 years 11 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Firewalk

(unfinished)

I'm more beautiful in the dark

And she said "it's difficult having you here inside my lungs, stop smoking, stop humming through my lips, down my wet throat. Maybe it would be better, if not different, if you lay on my bed and materialised."

Sarah and Trudy

"I wanted to go shopping today, said Trudy, staring at the ceiling. Sarah shifted in her chair, raising an eyebrow. "Yes, shopping, continued Trudy, "in a huge mall with every shop you could ever think of. With jewellery and hats and monkeys. If you wanted a monkey, that is.

Angela

It was too early to say whether Angela would be beautiful, even when most of her bandages had been removed and she had exclaimed about the novelty flatness of her stomach. She was still on a liquid diet, unable to exercise or start an eating regime with her designated personal trainer. She could wait, though. To look like she was gonna look, she could wait for years if she needed to. Buddy, it's taken long enough to get here.

Orders after an Apocalypse

Deciduous green coats the speed of the four-lane empty motorway, the sky is white as bloodlessness, my heart as coal. Administer my backless dream of bean-shoots with cobalt sun. Be merciful to all creatures

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