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Collectionlines and lines and lines hejira j012 years 11 months ago
Collectionthis is the winter of our discount tents hejira j012 years 11 months ago
Collectionpoems newer than the older ones hejira j012 years 11 months ago
StoryVolume. hejira j013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryWhy did you speak in that stupid voice? hejira j013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryWeek hejira j013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryWhimsy hejira j013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryVocal Coach hejira j013 years 2 weeks ago
StorySocial club. hejira j013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThis is the kind of thing you would like. hejira j213 years 2 weeks ago
StorySomething is here and then it is not. hejira j113 years 2 weeks ago
StoryNamecheck hejira j013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Dirty Book. hejira j013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryRenew hejira j213 years 2 weeks ago
StoryKnife (fragment) hejira j113 years 2 weeks ago
StoryOxfam hejira j013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryNick Cave. hejira j013 years 2 weeks ago
StorySkins hejira j213 years 2 weeks ago
StoryOnly fruit. hejira j013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryTea. hejira j113 years 2 weeks ago
StoryRiver hejira j213 years 2 weeks ago
StoryKitchen hejira j113 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThis is Saturday hejira j213 years 2 weeks ago
StoryLiving Dead hejira j013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Pumpkin Man Is Dead hejira j013 years 2 weeks ago

My stories

Cherry

Here's A Thing.

Here's a thing- When you are lying backwards Your stomach dimples And each curve Looks like a tiny sink. Since we met I've never picked so much My finger is always

We went to Jamie Oliver's new restaurant.

This feels dirty But right - it is 4.04, not a time To eat At Jamie Oliver's new restaurant, Where the menu says 'Posh chips' Truffle fried. We both opt Not to comment
Cherry

Card

The card was gilded with after-thought we meant to send it, but - you know the dog the baby the crash our new garden your hair all prevented expediency. Regrets - we've had a few

Something is here and then it is not.

With all those buttons Impressed On your flank, You sit on a divan Made from those kinds of crates You push letters into Saying: something is here And then it is not.

Drops.

Push the perforation On the daily strip Each dint a sugared drop- Pale mint. A spot to stop fluid However thick. Many dints and days Strip you down now To the marrow.

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