narcissa

Primary tabs

TypeTitleAuthorRepliesLast updated
StoryOn the last yellow page narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryMirrors narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryQ: Getty view narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryO: Sideways poem narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryT narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryU narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryR narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryS narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryP narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryQ narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryL narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryRequiem narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryTower narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StorySaw it narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryOdd Couple narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryLife, only narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryMonologue: First Mock narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryThen what colour is this poem&;#063; narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryUnderneath; Hidden narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryR: Teddy bear* narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StorySome haikus narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryPerhaps* narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryQuiet narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryNothing narcissa012 years 10 months ago
StoryOnly once narcissa012 years 10 months ago

My stories

D: 12/8/2004

By narcissa on Wed, 29 Sep 2004

It must be awful to drown. He was fishing at their usual campsite, she was inside the caravan (instead of sitting beside him on a little stool, as...
Journal
Story
Certificate PG

C: 29/6/2004

By narcissa on Wed, 29 Sep 2004

What is the essence of being? How old do you have to be to have it all? Why is the sky as white as bloodlessness? Sometimes I wonder who I am. I look...
Journal
Story
Certificate PG

B: 24/6/2004

By narcissa on Wed, 29 Sep 2004

Too many questions. I'll be here tomorrow in body, if not in mind. Ugh. I hate drinking water. Tastes of nothing, does it? I tell you what it tastes...
Journal
Story
Certificate U

A: 6/3/2004

By narcissa on Wed, 29 Sep 2004

It would be so much easier if I could figure out who I am. I have to go offline in 5 minutes. I don't want to. The inter is my safety net. I'm not...
Journal
Story
Certificate PG

Station songs

By narcissa on Wed, 29 Sep 2004

At the station I might play with I ladder that twists up my leg, past my knee. I might sigh or stick my tongue out or embrace the warmth with...
Miscellaneous
Story
Certificate U

Pages