AliciaB
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | A Covid poem (My hands are dirty and unsafe) | AliciaB | 1 | 1 month 1 week ago |
| Story | Everything now | AliciaB | 0 | 1 month 1 week ago |
| Story | bag o’ bones | AliciaB | 0 | 1 month 1 week ago |
| Story | The scent of them | AliciaB | 3 | 8 years 8 months ago |
| Story | You got the jitters | AliciaB | 7 | 9 years 10 months ago |
| Story | I'm more beautiful in the dark | AliciaB | 2 | 9 years 10 months ago |
| Story | An ode to Tinder | AliciaB | 8 | 9 years 10 months ago |
| Story | I saw it in the stars | AliciaB | 0 | 9 years 10 months ago |
| Story | As good as it gets | AliciaB | 7 | 9 years 10 months ago |
| Story | the only thing worse than leaving | StJimmy | 10 | 10 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Driving to Whitstable with my father | maggyvaneijk | 15 | 12 years 1 month ago |
| Story | By the radiator | AliciaB | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Buffalo: Diary of a (non) smoker | AliciaB | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | bah humbug | AliciaB | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Angels | AliciaB | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | And look at the mess we're in | AliciaB | 8 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | 142 Manor Street | AliciaB | 3 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Forum topic | brighton rock -- criss cross | AliciaB | 1 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Forum topic | i don't want u to read this anymore | AliciaB | 3 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Collection | dreaming. of. something. | AliciaB | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Mind the gap | AliciaB | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Settling | AliciaB | 1 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Little yellow boat (redemption) | AliciaB | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | stone | AliciaB | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | fags | AliciaB | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
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Everything now
It was a grey-tinged day that God forgot. A West London building stuffed with fish-eyed Workers, Styrofoam desks and strip light glares – Bulbs so...
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- 94 reads
bag o’ bones
our hearts grew thin and rangy from lack of light and love put in we were starving, we were famished we were dying for more. All the love we wanted...
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- 69 reads
A Covid poem (My hands are dirty and unsafe)
Grey sky, same view. Stay home stay safe stay scared. Keep your germs away Get the cloth and wipe shopping from Sainsburys Local Delivered by...
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- 110 reads
The scent of them
I miss the smell of families – Funky, loud, unabashedly visceral. Granddad’s chest hair was wiry; sourly Vinegary, reeked like baked conkers. Nana’s...
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- 1426 reads
You got the jitters
You are scared of trains buses planes ISIS kids that kick bottles the pimple on your foot next week's deadlines war bankruptcy mugging the woman you...
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- 4441 reads