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StoryThose Forgotten Epyllians MaggieG1014 years 11 months ago
StoryVictimized ( I.P. ) skinner_jennifer1014 years 11 months ago
StoryTurf Man threeleafshamrock1114 years 11 months ago
StoryA Ghost, A Girl, A Garret Room kheldar1014 years 11 months ago
StoryIf you meet me, have some sympathy 21 rjnewlyn1114 years 11 months ago
StoryNevaeh maggyvaneijk1714 years 11 months ago
StoryStrange Places (IP) Silver Spun Sand2014 years 11 months ago
StoryEscape Beeme514 years 11 months ago
StoryObject of Desire Silver Spun Sand2014 years 11 months ago
Story(An aside) littleditty614 years 11 months ago
StoryDivine Union skinner_jennifer1414 years 11 months ago
Storylove is never black and white shoe1114 years 11 months ago
StoryDear Daughter... Silver Spun Sand2414 years 11 months ago
StoryBlueberry Pie maggyvaneijk3214 years 11 months ago
StoryQuietly sinking Beeme714 years 11 months ago
StoryOnly Fools...And Roses Silver Spun Sand1214 years 11 months ago
StoryThis is not a love letter Beeme514 years 11 months ago
StorySpinning Beeme614 years 11 months ago
StoryNagel's Bagels barryj1714 years 11 months ago
StoryFat Girl maggyvaneijk1814 years 11 months ago
StoryA Symbol of Hope skinner_jennifer2114 years 11 months ago
StoryA Bumper Weekend For Photography Gunnerson714 years 11 months ago
StoryCetacea Singing shoe1314 years 11 months ago
StoryVicious maggyvaneijk2014 years 11 months ago
StoryRomance Anonimo skinner_jennifer1814 years 11 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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