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StoryI Believe in Unicorns Silver Spun Sand1310 years 8 months ago
StorySara Orange-Tip Was Here Silver Spun Sand1010 years 8 months ago
StoryDoppelganger (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand410 years 8 months ago
StoryNo more ‘junk DNA’ Rhiannonw1210 years 8 months ago
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StoryThe Town the Wind Blew Away Silver Spun Sand810 years 8 months ago
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StoryThe Almsbury Ritual Part 2 airyfairy710 years 8 months ago
StorySweet Daughter Mine Silver Spun Sand1810 years 8 months ago
StoryReclining Nude Silver Spun Sand1010 years 8 months ago
StoryRed Devil Silver Spun Sand1010 years 8 months ago
StoryPersonal Instructor Rhiannonw410 years 8 months ago
StoryUp to Here with the Weather... Silver Spun Sand610 years 8 months ago
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StoryPositive Thinking Bee2510 years 8 months ago
Story'You've Been Framed!' (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand1210 years 8 months ago
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StoryLeafy lifecycle Rhiannonw910 years 8 months ago
Story'Just One of those Things' Silver Spun Sand1110 years 8 months ago
StoryContemplation … (Poetry Monthly) Rhiannonw610 years 8 months ago
StoryTrip from Trinidad - 8 More on Mairi and the War jeand710 years 8 months ago
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My stories

The Last Goodbye

Love, you are the world to me, yet it’s time to call it a day.
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The Hand that Takes the Picture

All floral frock and seamed stockings, shaded by a tree, where the sun sought you out –
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Boy Blue (Poetry Monthly)

His sweetheart she rose early, one bright and sunny morn, the sheep were in the meadow and golden glowed the corn.

Matchstick-Man and Rainbow

A covey of chairs – lace-backed, pink-chintz...
Cherry

The Birds and the Bees

A ribbon of mist curls from the moor skirts the river; a farmer’s predatorily parked Jeep at the entrance to the field...

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