Jean Calvin

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StoryClouds of Summer Jean Calvin011 years 11 months ago
StoryCare Jean Calvin011 years 11 months ago
StoryButterflies Jean Calvin011 years 11 months ago
StoryBreathe Jean Calvin011 years 11 months ago
StoryBombs Jean Calvin011 years 11 months ago
StoryBleed Jean Calvin011 years 11 months ago
StoryBirthday Jean Calvin011 years 11 months ago
StoryBirds Jean Calvin011 years 11 months ago
StoryAfter the Bombs Jean Calvin011 years 11 months ago
CollectionJean's Stories Jean Calvin111 years 11 months ago
CollectionJean's Poems Jean Calvin011 years 11 months ago
StoryYesterday Jean Calvin012 years 1 week ago
StoryWind Jean Calvin012 years 1 week ago
StoryWords of the Soul Jean Calvin012 years 1 week ago
StoryWC-Mutare and Reira pt. 1 Jean Calvin012 years 1 week ago
StoryWC-Cier, Neil, and Chopin Jean Calvin012 years 1 week ago
StoryWish Jean Calvin012 years 1 week ago
StoryWC-What it Means to be King Jean Calvin012 years 1 week ago
StoryWC-Cassidy's Red Right Ankle Jean Calvin012 years 1 week ago
StoryWords Jean Calvin012 years 1 week ago
StoryWalking Jean Calvin012 years 1 week ago
StoryWindow Seat Dreary Jean Calvin012 years 1 week ago
StoryXenosaga Prologue Jean Calvin012 years 1 week ago
StoryNobody Cries for the Serial Killer Jean Calvin012 years 1 week ago
StoryThe Wedding (Not) Remembered Jean Calvin012 years 1 week ago

My collections

My stories

Ireland

I think about it all the time, The grassy plains And the homely feel that each individual Building gave to the heart. The place I used to call home. The wooden house on the top of the hill,

Yesterday

Based on 'The Beatles' song of the same title and re-adjusted.

Birthday

Blow out the candles And you’re another year older. You might not feel like anything has changed, But even as those sparkles from extinguished candles fade away It's happened.

Nobody Cries for the Serial Killer

For the madman Sentenced to the Death Row Over fourteen chopped-drowned-beaten bodies. The man who used to have his own home, The man with the stable job rising in the office,

The Wedding (Not) Remembered

A day of Festivities, A day to remember for the ages Locked away in photos, videos, and memories Not remembered. Two for the altar, But only one is known to me.

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