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StoryLove is sarahprowls24 years 2 months ago
StoryWhen I was a log sarahprowls24 years 2 months ago
StoryWhen I was a car sarahprowls04 years 3 months ago
StoryDavid sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
StoryCurious framing sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
StoryCome and Go sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
StoryBittersweet sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
StoryBetrayal sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
StoryBeach sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
StoryAuntie Z sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
StoryAspiring sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
StoryArrogance at sea sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
StoryApple seed sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
StoryAnother unforgettable bathing experience. S. Thailand sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
StoryAn unforgettable bathing in Laos sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
StoryAn island sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
StoryA thread through a fortnight sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
StoryA speck sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
StoryA nest lullaby sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
Story15 weeks to go sarahprowls612 years 10 months ago
StoryA Blackbird Burial sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
Story'Is that a dead thing in my water butt?' sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
StoryA Limerick to Dick sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
CollectionNow sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago
CollectionOn the plot sarahprowls012 years 10 months ago

My stories

Love is

A multi dimensional being Without physical form but harmonic nonetheless Warm and far reaching. Crosses frontiers. Enquires Nurturing Protects...

When I was a log

When I was a log When I was a log I used to lay on the ground and folk would trip over me. The leaves would nestle around me in the woodland floor...

When I was a car

When I was a car, children sat in on my seats Laughed, cried, dropped conkers and sweet wrappers Lost scarves Small ones threw up over me on long...

My women before me

I dream of a blend of your faces As we have known them My women before me. So like nuts – the shell being unpicked to leave a sweetmeat centre
Cherry

15 weeks to go

There was firstly a sense of organic systems being checked In an orderly fashion Breasts – check Vascular – check Hormone levels – check And a gathering in my belly That was you

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