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StoryHole Rasko1nikov24 years 9 months ago
StoryWhat Burns Sometimes Returns Rasko1nikov210 years 2 months ago
Collection200 Word Post-Punk Mix Tape markbrown111 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Dig (ii) Rasko1nikov312 years 2 weeks ago
Forum topicHow to follow authors on ABC? Rasko1nikov412 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMistletoe and Mothballs Silver Spun Sand2612 years 3 weeks ago
CollectionThe Dig Rasko1nikov012 years 3 weeks ago
StoryBad Convention Rasko1nikov412 years 5 months ago
Forum topicBad Writing Prize Rasko1nikov812 years 5 months ago
CollectionPoetry Rasko1nikov012 years 5 months ago
CollectionShorts Rasko1nikov012 years 5 months ago
StoryWe Were Fruit Flies Once Rasko1nikov012 years 7 months ago
StoryPeople Are Ugly Everywhere Rasko1nikov012 years 7 months ago
StoryGay Rioch Rasko1nikov012 years 7 months ago
Forum topic01.02.13 Story, Poem and Inspiration Point of the Week tcook1312 years 11 months ago
StoryCry Baby emilyksmith1412 years 11 months ago
StoryHome Rasko1nikov213 years 10 months ago
StoryRunaway Train alang414 years 1 month ago
StorySome Drones Rasko1nikov515 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Dig Rasko1nikov2316 years 3 months ago
StoryEsa es vida, mi querida - That's Life, my dear... littleditty716 years 5 months ago
StoryI Walk Around in Circles gingeresque616 years 9 months ago
Forum topicShort Story festival seeks fiction of under 1,000 words blackjack-davey117 years 10 months ago
CollectionDirt: A Noir Story mikepyro117 years 10 months ago
Forum topic14.03.08 New Story, Poem and Inspiration Point of the Week tcook517 years 10 months ago

My collections

My stories

Cherry

Hole

I can’t remember when I stopped banging my head against a wall. Probably when I turned 6 or 7 and words finally dropped from my mouth like worms. It...
Cherry

What Burns Sometimes Returns

A lifetime of control That bears the weight of a sixteen year-old girl, Lighting up against her parent’s wishes On her best friend’s porch, In dead light you called dead

We Were Fruit Flies Once

I knew her family was big, but I didn’t know how big.
Cherry

Home

The half-recalled memories of a town I lived in as a child.
Gold cherry

Bad Convention

People who look like people commemorate a person who looked like someone. The world might be shot, too.

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