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StoryGoodnight Kiss markbrown318 years 1 month ago
StoryEpitaph BeamsAndVoids418 years 1 month ago
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StoryStones versus Daisies Alibi218 years 1 month ago
StoryPoor Deborah Alibi218 years 1 month ago
StoryGoethe's Trinity shoebox318 years 1 month ago
StoryWhere Now? mykle318 years 1 month ago
StoryWhen did I lose my ManHood? stephen4488418 years 2 months ago
StoryInspiration Point: Soggy Butties. Sooz006818 years 2 months ago
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StoryYour Real Beauty shoebox218 years 3 months ago
StoryLovely Drizzle markbrown218 years 7 months ago
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StoryThe Domestic markbrown219 years 9 hours ago
Forum topicDo Go Gentle by Shoebox vicky219 years 1 month 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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