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StorySail away/ A Sofa Lullaby sarahprowls011 years 11 months ago
StoryJust enough pressure sarahprowls011 years 11 months ago
StoryI dream of dogness sarahprowls011 years 11 months ago
StoryHealing sarahprowls011 years 11 months ago
StoryGrandma! sarahprowls011 years 11 months ago
StoryI took the pen sarahprowls011 years 11 months ago
StoryIn a Eut. sarahprowls011 years 11 months ago
StoryIt's lonely at the top sarahprowls011 years 11 months ago
StoryIncompatible. Comprende? sarahprowls011 years 11 months ago
StoryFastening the seatbelt sarahprowls011 years 11 months ago
StoryFoolish sarahprowls011 years 11 months ago
StoryForgiven and forgotten sarahprowls011 years 11 months ago
StoryFish sarahprowls011 years 11 months ago
StoryMissing You seashore2213 years 8 months ago
StoryUnpacking sarahprowls213 years 10 months ago
StoryFruitful sarahprowls213 years 10 months ago
StoryHello, goodbye. sarahprowls217 years 2 months ago
Forum topicSome Interesting Statistics.... cc219 years 4 months ago

My stories

It's lonely at the top

The dusty,lovely rhetoric Of outdoor living Hacking, packing, hoeing, sowing Acknowledge the poignancy Of community The bonds of dirt, and what grows in it What comes of it?

Betrayal

Wondering how A tentative remark, A mere stroke at interaction Unclutterred. Knowing, Sharp edged, self defined by intellect, Wondering how the flowering of this situation became So thickly cloistered

Incompatible. Comprende?

They're lovely. He's lovely. She's lovely. I am lovely. It's just that the roof That is above me Isn't big enough for the Three of us. I've tried, He's tried. They're all very trying! And now I'm dying

'Is that a dead thing in my water butt?'

They examined it carefully. Bloated like a gofer, Sporting a fetching dayglow purple and white suit. The drowned squirrel rocked 'High' in it's water butt coffin. He caught the slippery fiend in his net

Aspiring

Pen to paper I wait For a wave of words To gush from ink Like a leaky dog's leg It occurs to me that The cog whirrs When the wrist rests And you're not looking.....

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