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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | Dead Leaves | chrispys | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Collection | 1 | chrispys | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | When I Dream Of Home | chrispys | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | The Right Hand Doesn't Know | chrispys | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Summertime | chrispys | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
My collections
My stories
When I Dream Of Home
When I dream of home, it's of that flat where we lived till I was 16, with its not quite smooth brown wood doors whispering across the carpet, each...
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- 571 reads
The Right Hand Doesn't Know
A brief treatise on the duality of human nature. No, really.
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- 488 reads
Summertime
Something to warm the winter nights.
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- 525 reads
Dead Leaves
Dead leaves tattoo the pavements With shadows of their former selves After-images of the summer past Tramped into oblivion by winter boots
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- 604 reads