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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | Polenta | lenchenelf | 5 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Games People Play | MistakenMagic | 25 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Breathing to the music of a New York street piano | maggyvaneijk | 25 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Notes on a Long-Haul Flight | MistakenMagic | 19 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Five Instances of Water and Memory | Kilb50 | 6 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Forum topic | The Grapes of Wrath | karl_wiggins | 11 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | My Family and Other Animals | MistakenMagic | 30 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Hanging out with our Feathered Friends | skinner_jennifer | 15 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Conceptus | shoe | 8 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Alice | jolono | 27 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | bottle blue | JupiterMoon | 2 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Toxic | seashore | 30 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Chapter Three: Laura | maggyvaneijk | 15 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | I Dreamt | Denzella | 18 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Reasons | Silver Spun Sand | 34 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | The bar | Parson Thru | 18 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Softly Chimes the Bell... | Silver Spun Sand | 20 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Curtains. | ScoZen | 30 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Wednesday Morning Part 1 | Parson Thru | 5 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Wednesday Morning Part 2 | Parson Thru | 8 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Crazy Little Thing Called Love | Silver Spun Sand | 20 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Spirit of the Shaman A Waterfall of Dreams | skinner_jennifer | 16 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Silk road | shoe | 8 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | The World Turns | lenchenelf | 15 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Cirque d'Obscene | Parson Thru | 16 | 13 years 2 months ago |
My stories
Lindsay
I don’t know why, Lindsay, but last night, smoking in the stone cloisters of the quadrangle, I thought of you.
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Always Summer
I read John Le Carré below the beams of a converted farmhouse, under the arm of rural France. Light filtered in through the slats of painted wooden shutters,
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Reading at the Lowe Library
Here, the sunset hangs like strips of ripened honeycomb, dripping fire onto the sill.
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Miles to Go Before I Sleep
Written on a platform at Durham train station, 21/01/11. I don't ever want to feel like this again.
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We're All Mad Here
There's a girl at the table to my right, curled up in her chair and retreating into a bottle-green hoody like a snail. She must be at least my age, yet she's clutching a soft toy penguin.
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