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StoryGoodnight Kiss markbrown317 years 2 months ago
StoryEpitaph BeamsAndVoids417 years 3 months ago
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StoryStones versus Daisies Alibi217 years 3 months ago
StoryPoor Deborah Alibi217 years 3 months ago
StoryGoethe's Trinity shoebox317 years 3 months ago
StoryWhere Now? mykle317 years 3 months ago
StoryWhen did I lose my ManHood? stephen4488417 years 3 months ago
StoryInspiration Point: Soggy Butties. Sooz006817 years 3 months ago
StoryBreaking into Commercial Fiction drew_gummerson917 years 3 months ago
StoryYour Real Beauty shoebox217 years 4 months ago
StoryLovely Drizzle markbrown217 years 9 months ago
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StoryThe Domestic markbrown218 years 1 month ago
Forum topicDo Go Gentle by Shoebox vicky218 years 3 months ago

My stories

The Moon in that Movie with Cher

Well, the night was dark as are all nights but it wasn't stormy. It felt weird, however...

Outside My Kitchen Door

There something about the feeling in this poem. There seems to be restraint. Not sure, though.
Cherry

The Manly Gamblers

His sire liked poker and other games of chance. Liked real playing--for dough. The lad tagged along though hours would pass before the return trip home. The manly gamblers played, joked, wisecracked, drank,

G for No Set Goal

It's nostalgia actually.

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