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StoryThose Forgotten Epyllians MaggieG1014 years 8 months ago
StoryVictimized ( I.P. ) skinner_jennifer1014 years 8 months ago
StoryTurf Man threeleafshamrock1114 years 8 months ago
StoryA Ghost, A Girl, A Garret Room kheldar1014 years 8 months ago
StoryIf you meet me, have some sympathy 21 rjnewlyn1114 years 8 months ago
StoryNevaeh maggyvaneijk1714 years 8 months ago
StoryStrange Places (IP) Silver Spun Sand2014 years 8 months ago
StoryEscape Beeme514 years 8 months ago
StoryObject of Desire Silver Spun Sand2014 years 8 months ago
Story(An aside) littleditty614 years 8 months ago
StoryDivine Union skinner_jennifer1414 years 9 months ago
Storylove is never black and white shoe1114 years 9 months ago
StoryDear Daughter... Silver Spun Sand2414 years 9 months ago
StoryBlueberry Pie maggyvaneijk3214 years 9 months ago
StoryQuietly sinking Beeme714 years 9 months ago
StoryOnly Fools...And Roses Silver Spun Sand1214 years 9 months ago
StoryThis is not a love letter Beeme514 years 9 months ago
StorySpinning Beeme614 years 9 months ago
StoryNagel's Bagels barryj1714 years 9 months ago
StoryFat Girl maggyvaneijk1814 years 9 months ago
StoryA Symbol of Hope skinner_jennifer2114 years 9 months ago
StoryA Bumper Weekend For Photography Gunnerson714 years 9 months ago
StoryCetacea Singing shoe1314 years 9 months ago
StoryVicious maggyvaneijk2014 years 9 months ago
StoryRomance Anonimo skinner_jennifer1814 years 9 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Body Language

My fingers making spirals on your upturned palm - your spine, a shivering river, wading between the valley of your shoulder blades. My hand, floating downstream.
Cherry

Tuesday's Child

My dear sweet, little sister; an annoyance sent by angry storks. Oh, how with floppy tongues they flock. She is a nymph and I, Medusa. If only they would love me the way they love her.

Intensive Care

I despise this bleached Eden. This cold and clinical forest where clear, vine-like tubes twist around metal trees.

Seventeen Going On Twenty-Five

IP: 25 things about me At secondary school people told me I was posh because I used big words; I told them they were being hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobic.
Cherry

February

The world is angled in black and white. I long for the soft curves of spring and all its shapely colours, blooming like a fist unclenched.

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