Ken Simm

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StoryThe Tree Changes Colour Ken Simm113 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Symptoms of Pleasure Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe sound of loving Gently Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Crow that said WOW Part 2 Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Crow that said WOW! Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Irish Girl Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryPale and Ignorant Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryPieces Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryPastorale Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryOur Stan, Doris & the Bike Ride. Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMi Mam & the Curate Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryK Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryHy Brassil and Environs calmed in a Summer's breeze. Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryIntaglio is all in the Subtle Wrist. A Confounded Letter on Painting. Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryHumming the Song through a Feather in the Mists of Time. A Confounded Letter Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryI lost the sea Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryInsane inside my head Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryHanging Fire Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryDie Stimme, die schreit, kann nicht Ihr Herz haben Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryDreaming of Elysium Ken Simm013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCityScapes and Towpaths lenchenelf613 years 11 months ago
StoryThe reality of bent nostalgia and good drunks Ken Simm416 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Colt with the Blaze. The Song of its Short Beautiful Life. Ken Simm617 years 1 week ago
StoryPlaying Strange Music in the Mountains of Pictland Ken Simm217 years 4 weeks ago
StoryHis eye moved across the face of the Century Ken Simm217 years 2 months ago

My stories

His eye moved across the face of the Century

Meemawing mothers in curlers and ash flicked acted cough bandied about gate gossip all day.
Cherry

A Weather Stripped Mountain and Caves under Trees. A Confounded Letter.

A whole experience for me, to me, explained in my sickness and the lies of those who said, illness suits you.

Intaglio is all in the Subtle Wrist. A Confounded Letter on Painting.

Leave that alone always. Never come back to that one pushed against the wall.

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