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StorySail away/ A Sofa Lullaby sarahprowls013 years 1 month ago
StoryJust enough pressure sarahprowls013 years 1 month ago
StoryI dream of dogness sarahprowls013 years 1 month ago
StoryHealing sarahprowls013 years 1 month ago
StoryGrandma! sarahprowls013 years 1 month ago
StoryI took the pen sarahprowls013 years 1 month ago
StoryIn a Eut. sarahprowls013 years 1 month ago
StoryIt's lonely at the top sarahprowls013 years 1 month ago
StoryIncompatible. Comprende? sarahprowls013 years 1 month ago
StoryFastening the seatbelt sarahprowls013 years 1 month ago
StoryFoolish sarahprowls013 years 1 month ago
StoryForgiven and forgotten sarahprowls013 years 1 month ago
StoryFish sarahprowls013 years 1 month ago
StoryMissing You seashore2214 years 10 months ago
StoryUnpacking sarahprowls215 years 3 weeks ago
StoryFruitful sarahprowls215 years 3 weeks ago
StoryHello, goodbye. sarahprowls218 years 4 months ago
Forum topicSome Interesting Statistics.... cc220 years 6 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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