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StoryHole Rasko1nikov25 years 2 months ago
StoryWhat Burns Sometimes Returns Rasko1nikov110 years 8 months ago
Collection200 Word Post-Punk Mix Tape markbrown112 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Dig (ii) Rasko1nikov312 years 5 months ago
Forum topicHow to follow authors on ABC? Rasko1nikov412 years 5 months ago
StoryMistletoe and Mothballs Silver Spun Sand2612 years 6 months ago
CollectionThe Dig Rasko1nikov012 years 6 months ago
StoryBad Convention Rasko1nikov412 years 10 months ago
Forum topicBad Writing Prize Rasko1nikov812 years 10 months ago
CollectionPoetry Rasko1nikov012 years 10 months ago
CollectionShorts Rasko1nikov012 years 10 months ago
StoryWe Were Fruit Flies Once Rasko1nikov013 years 1 week ago
StoryPeople Are Ugly Everywhere Rasko1nikov013 years 1 week ago
StoryGay Rioch Rasko1nikov013 years 1 week ago
Forum topic01.02.13 Story, Poem and Inspiration Point of the Week tcook1313 years 4 months ago
StoryCry Baby emilyksmith1413 years 5 months ago
StoryHome Rasko1nikov214 years 3 months ago
StoryRunaway Train alang314 years 6 months ago
StorySome Drones Rasko1nikov516 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Dig Rasko1nikov2316 years 8 months ago
StoryEsa es vida, mi querida - That's Life, my dear... littleditty716 years 11 months ago
StoryI Walk Around in Circles gingeresque617 years 2 months ago
Forum topicShort Story festival seeks fiction of under 1,000 words blackjack-davey118 years 3 months ago
CollectionDirt: A Noir Story mikepyro118 years 3 months ago
Forum topic14.03.08 New Story, Poem and Inspiration Point of the Week tcook518 years 3 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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