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StoryAs it is in Heaven Silver Spun Sand3414 years 3 months ago
Story 'When I Was Young' Cavalcader1614 years 3 months ago
Storythere's few things more tragic than a wasted condom JupiterMoon414 years 3 months ago
StorySlave to Love skinner_jennifer2214 years 3 months ago
StoryOde To A One Night Stand alang514 years 3 months ago
StoryIn Search of Love (I.P.) Denzella714 years 3 months ago
StoryNot Poppies But Roses well-wisher614 years 3 months ago
StoryHide and Seek Silver Spun Sand1014 years 3 months ago
Story'After the Gold Rush' Silver Spun Sand1414 years 3 months ago
StoryYou Will Break gingeresque314 years 3 months ago
StorySent...letters waiting for God Beeme1214 years 3 months ago
StoryMoving Day Silver Spun Sand1714 years 3 months ago
StoryLast Waltz threeleafshamrock1514 years 4 months ago
StoryOf Men, Mice and Marmosets Silver Spun Sand1414 years 4 months ago
StoryTombstone Tower Blocks kheldar314 years 4 months ago
StoryHow to write fiction jennifer1514 years 4 months ago
Forum topic'Of Course You Can Meet The Queen!' blighters rock2014 years 4 months ago
StoryRooms with no view. ScoZen1414 years 4 months ago
StoryResting my head against your bedroom door maggyvaneijk1614 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Muse skinner_jennifer1014 years 4 months ago
StoryCan't Forget You Beeme914 years 4 months ago
StoryCarmine Kisses Silver Spun Sand2214 years 4 months ago
Storyi know it's stupid, but i fell for a mannequin JupiterMoon514 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Immaculate Accident MistakenMagic1414 years 4 months ago
Storyclueless JupiterMoon314 years 4 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Inner Demons

There are … things stirring within me that I try to hide, won’t set free.

Clean Slate

New year - new start ;) Another Tanka! (Haiku + couplet with seven syllables in each line.)

Untouchable

A sister piece to 'Remainders'. What is a touch but a simple collision of atoms? Never meant much - until your realisation
Cherry

Losing It

Losing your faith is not like losing your favourite scarf or your mother's brooch. (The one with the golden peacock feathers.)
Cherry

Dream

Unfortunately this poem was inspired by some bad news; a week ago I was rejected by Oxford University. But I want to thank you all for your support these past few months!

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