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StoryDancing. idaw012 years 10 months ago
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StoryCharnel House idaw012 years 10 months ago
StoryC idaw012 years 10 months ago
StoryBecause God Loves Gilles de Rais idaw012 years 10 months ago
StoryB idaw012 years 10 months ago
StoryAnxious idaw012 years 10 months ago
StoryAn unconvinced argument on how to mourn. idaw012 years 10 months ago
StoryA idaw012 years 10 months ago
CollectionTankas idaw012 years 10 months ago
CollectionPoetry set 2 idaw012 years 10 months ago
CollectionPoetry Set idaw012 years 10 months ago
StoryZeno's best friend. idaw013 years 1 week ago
StoryYour Epiphany. idaw013 years 1 week ago
StoryWhat self-mutilation is. idaw013 years 1 week ago
StoryMuse idaw013 years 1 week ago
StoryPaternal Cinquain idaw013 years 1 week ago
StoryThinking about certain things. idaw013 years 1 week ago
StoryReflected idaw013 years 1 week ago
StoryStar-nosed mole sang to me idaw013 years 1 week ago
StoryNot idaw013 years 1 week ago
StoryOrganic idaw013 years 1 week ago
StoryLukewarm idaw013 years 1 week ago
StoryMemory, distressed and focussed idaw013 years 1 week ago
StoryJust a late adolescence. idaw013 years 1 week ago

My collections

Poetry Set
Poetry set 2
Tankas

My stories

Star-nosed mole sang to me

By idaw on Wed, 29 Sep 2004

The night squirms and blows the past to me through my curtains in perfect waves that leave me dying. I stare at the leaves who are happily deserting...
Other Fiction
Story
Certificate U

Fancy (, B.B.H.)

By idaw on Wed, 29 Sep 2004

If I shaved one leg and taught you to dance would you accept it when I tell you that the tree outside's a ship we all can climb aboard; where we all...
Other Fiction
Certificate U

Just a late adolescence.

By idaw on Wed, 29 Sep 2004

Many legs, resting, under frozen hair my outline of pantomime pretension, the stalker I raised in a womb-like lair. Half-measures, failures and...
Other Fiction
Certificate U

Your Epiphany.

By idaw on Wed, 29 Sep 2004

The inhilation of Sweet's lilac smoke shows tangy, swelling, now seen living day that squeezes granules, makes a thin soft cloak to shake between you...
Other Fiction
Story
Certificate U

Dancing.

By idaw on Wed, 29 Sep 2004

As a dance, a ball, an empty room, no bodies; taking care of ourselves when its all in there and as it goes on you see and they see, splitting to a...
Other Fiction
Story
Certificate U

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