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StoryGoodnight Kiss markbrown316 years 2 months ago
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StoryStones versus Daisies Alibi216 years 2 months ago
StoryPoor Deborah Alibi216 years 2 months ago
StoryGoethe's Trinity shoebox316 years 2 months ago
StoryWhere Now? mykle316 years 2 months ago
StoryWhen did I lose my ManHood? stephen4488416 years 3 months ago
StoryInspiration Point: Soggy Butties. Sooz006816 years 3 months ago
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StoryYour Real Beauty shoebox216 years 4 months ago
StoryLovely Drizzle markbrown216 years 8 months ago
Forum topicit rained sunday morning by aloe Juliet OC417 years 2 weeks ago
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StoryThe Domestic markbrown217 years 3 weeks ago
Forum topicDo Go Gentle by Shoebox vicky217 years 2 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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