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StoryThe thaw hoalarg1213 years 8 months ago
StoryNothing to prove hoalarg1513 years 8 months ago
StoryHigh board hoalarg1213 years 8 months ago
StoryJust How High the Moon Silver Spun Sand2613 years 8 months ago
StoryFall from grace hoalarg1313 years 8 months ago
StoryOceanic maggyvaneijk1913 years 9 months ago
StoryCold Comfort Silver Spun Sand1814 years 3 months ago
StoryThey fit samhennig514 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Sun Shone Then Catherine Rose Davis514 years 5 months ago
StoryStill Life harveyjoseph214 years 11 months ago
StoryEnvy of the Carefree gingeresque514 years 11 months ago
StoryForgetting MistakenMagic2815 years 6 months ago
StoryOn the brow of the hill hoalarg1217 years 4 months ago

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My stories

Poem of the week

what I’m not

I’m not the superficial conversations about the rain
Cherry

Up all night

I was waiting here up all night couldn't sleep try as I might

Being Frank

“I just simply can’t relax”, fidgeted Mike, as he slurped hot tea and agitated the mouse.

mother

My mother lived a childhood she could've done without then she passed it on to me unconsciously the depths and the bends and the anxiety.
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Cherry

End of winter

Walking home instead of getting the £20, ten-minute rip-off cab, was now my biggest mistake. I didn't know, how was I supposed to bloody know? Along this route, at this time.

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