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StoryDust Never Settles berenerchamion87 years 2 weeks ago
StoryShoebox Heart berenerchamion27 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMacCrae of the West Highlands berenerchamion07 years 9 months ago
StoryWe Are Marble berenerchamion09 years 4 months ago
StoryA Friend Named Big Bird berenerchamion910 years 2 weeks ago
StoryDaisy Runaway berenerchamion112 years 5 days ago
StoryCephas, Do You Love Me? berenerchamion312 years 5 days ago
StoryBloodlust Chapter 1 berenerchamion012 years 5 days ago
StoryBlinds Open to the Moon berenerchamion212 years 5 days ago
StoryBlack Eyed Susan berenerchamion012 years 5 days ago
StoryBeneath the Cedars berenerchamion1112 years 5 days ago
StoryBella Luna berenerchamion212 years 5 days ago
StoryBefore the Tank Ran Out berenerchamion3312 years 5 days ago
StoryAll I Want From You berenerchamion012 years 5 days ago
StoryAll Good Eagle Scouts berenerchamion312 years 5 days ago
StoryA Shrine for Bobby Allison berenerchamion612 years 5 days ago
StoryA Poem for My Son berenerchamion212 years 5 days ago
StoryA Curse for This Town berenerchamion012 years 6 days ago
Forum topicJust wondering... berenerchamion312 years 6 days ago
Forum topicSlick Tar Heaven berenerchamion012 years 6 days ago
CollectionBoxed Wine Heartaches berenerchamion012 years 6 days ago
CollectionMy Stories berenerchamion012 years 6 days ago
StoryWe Vote Red berenerchamion112 years 1 month ago
StoryWhen Henry Ford Hid the Moon berenerchamion112 years 1 month ago
StoryYaz berenerchamion012 years 1 month ago

My stories

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Dust Never Settles

Soft and cool, my young legs stretched and toes splayed in a JC Penney palace beside you in the old bed. The blue room, where four decades later you...
Cherry

Shoebox Heart

We boys sat round a flip-topped box fondling reverently ancient cardboard and new plastic. Our imaginations fired, lust and the first flush of desire...

MacCrae of the West Highlands

The old white dog licks well the tired man's feet, putting his whole self into the work, as if he had a self left, which he doesn't because he is in...
Cherry

We Are Marble

We Are Marble by Matt McGuire If this were the hall of a ring decked king and I was he who wielded war and granted fiefs, I might hold you aloft and...
Gold cherry

A Friend Named Big Bird

A Friend Named Big Bird By Matt McGuire I sit in the midst of receipts and unpaid demands on a brown canvas throne with no crown. My body is covered...

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