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StoryDust Never Settles berenerchamion85 years 9 months ago
StoryShoebox Heart berenerchamion25 years 9 months ago
StoryMacCrae of the West Highlands berenerchamion06 years 5 months ago
StoryWe Are Marble berenerchamion08 years 1 month ago
StoryA Friend Named Big Bird berenerchamion98 years 9 months ago
StoryDaisy Runaway berenerchamion110 years 8 months ago
StoryCephas, Do You Love Me? berenerchamion310 years 8 months ago
StoryBloodlust Chapter 1 berenerchamion010 years 8 months ago
StoryBlinds Open to the Moon berenerchamion210 years 8 months ago
StoryBlack Eyed Susan berenerchamion010 years 8 months ago
StoryBeneath the Cedars berenerchamion1110 years 8 months ago
StoryBella Luna berenerchamion210 years 8 months ago
StoryBefore the Tank Ran Out berenerchamion3310 years 8 months ago
StoryAll I Want From You berenerchamion010 years 8 months ago
StoryAll Good Eagle Scouts berenerchamion310 years 8 months ago
StoryA Shrine for Bobby Allison berenerchamion610 years 8 months ago
StoryA Poem for My Son berenerchamion210 years 8 months ago
StoryA Curse for This Town berenerchamion010 years 8 months ago
Forum topicJust wondering... berenerchamion310 years 8 months ago
Forum topicSlick Tar Heaven berenerchamion010 years 8 months ago
CollectionBoxed Wine Heartaches berenerchamion010 years 8 months ago
CollectionMy Stories berenerchamion010 years 8 months ago
StoryWe Vote Red berenerchamion110 years 10 months ago
StoryWhen Henry Ford Hid the Moon berenerchamion110 years 10 months ago
StoryYaz berenerchamion010 years 10 months 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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