HaiAnh
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Collection | Your Teaser is Too Long | HaiAnh | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Collection | Stretches | HaiAnh | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Collection | The Magician's Assistant | HaiAnh | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Collection | Keep Apart Two Chevrons | HaiAnh | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | You can’t give anything away | HaiAnh | 0 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | You See | HaiAnh | 2 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | WAITING ROOM | HaiAnh | 3 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Used. Like new. | HaiAnh | 3 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | We Boycott the Water Ban | HaiAnh | 0 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The same rain story | HaiAnh | 0 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Last Commute | HaiAnh | 1 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Mrs London | HaiAnh | 2 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Picnic | HaiAnh | 1 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Saga | HaiAnh | 1 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | On 26th October 2008 at 2.30am | HaiAnh | 2 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Pawn | HaiAnh | 2 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The Streetlight at the End of 42nd | HaiAnh | 1 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The Spider | HaiAnh | 0 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Met | HaiAnh | 0 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Sardines | HaiAnh | 0 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Slow Motion | HaiAnh | 1 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The Caretaker | HaiAnh | 0 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Summer haikus | HaiAnh | 2 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Newlywed | HaiAnh | 0 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The patient house that dreamt of itself | HaiAnh | 1 | 12 years 10 months ago |
My stories
Lesser Celandine
My ankle was nipped by a nettle, hey daydreamer it seemed to say, pay more attention, look down here at the celandine. That’s when I understood.
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Mrs London
I have nothing left of this tradition in me. I walk whichever side the sun is on.
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Picnic
It’s all I have to bring today: this small notebook. I pat my pockets theatrically Now where could it be? A corner peeks out like a handkerchief I heave out the rest.
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You See
When you see a crocus, you say it’s beautiful. When you see a carcass, you say it’s horrible. When you see a painting, you say it’s beautiful.
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