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StoryFrom the Park Fountain keleph918 years 1 month ago
StoryUnder And Above Dynamaso318 years 1 month ago
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Forum topicWaiting Green_141418 years 1 month ago
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Forum topicHere's a question you might like to ponder... pepsoid2418 years 1 month ago
Forum topicWhat..? Ewan3818 years 1 month ago
StoryPoetry And The Love Factor mcscraic818 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Mexican Sun keleph1018 years 2 months ago
StoryGrowing Up - Competition Entry Dynamaso1418 years 2 months ago
Forum topicRE: WHAT'S LONG AND HARD Mick Hanson1718 years 2 months ago
StoryEncounters sunshine1518 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Pen Is jennifer318 years 2 months ago
StoryNo Title BeamsAndVoids318 years 2 months ago
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StoryBoredom (for Doeslittle) jennifer518 years 2 months ago
StorySpirit's kiss keleph618 years 2 months ago
Forum topicHello from across the Pond Willow Wisp618 years 2 months ago
StoryBaby Bummers Ewan218 years 3 months ago
StoryThe View from the Height of the Fence. keleph618 years 3 months ago
Forum topicWhat sharpens your perception most? markbrown1818 years 3 months ago
StoryA disastrous campaign in bohemia Brooklands218 years 4 months ago
StoryOde to an Age Old Struggle. keleph618 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Hamster Diaries 2 maddan318 years 4 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Untitled: a Haiku

Comments welcome as always.

The Price of Milk.

Feel free to comment, critique, etc.
Cherry

From the Park Fountain

From the park fountain Where the children drink, Lapping happily Between uncaring play And mothers' folded frowns. Dashing up ripples With little toy hands; Parachute droplets Wink in the sunlight

slit wrist sky

Beneath slit wrist sky scampers the empty wretch. Hunting down a Rothko Door between black-void alleys. Foul stench pools of blood fleck his grime embroidered rags and dregs of thought. Clicks

The Mexican Sun

This is the first proper story i've written in years and I would appreciate any feedback.

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