Dan Ryder

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StoryEdinburgh Buses alexwritings159 years 3 weeks ago
StoryKathmandu Dan Ryder29 years 3 months ago
StoryCollatoral Dan Ryder19 years 5 months ago
StoryAccoutrements Dan Ryder19 years 5 months ago
StoryEulogy of Optimism. Dan Ryder09 years 6 months ago
StoryTime, please. Dan Ryder09 years 9 months ago
StoryCarry on up the Styx. Dan Ryder09 years 9 months ago
StoryChapters. No.2 Dan Ryder09 years 9 months ago
StoryChapters. Dan Ryder09 years 9 months ago
StoryTitikaka Dan Ryder09 years 10 months ago
StoryCascade Dan Ryder310 years 1 month ago
StoryPickled. Dan Ryder010 years 1 month ago
StoryOpaque Tableaux Dan Ryder010 years 2 months ago
StoryGospel Dan Ryder010 years 2 months ago
StoryPulse. Dan Ryder110 years 3 months ago
StoryYesterdays Cracks. Dan Ryder210 years 3 months ago
StoryEnd Credits Dan Ryder010 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Clan of the Dog. Dan Ryder110 years 6 months ago
StorySadness Dan Ryder010 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Fall Dan Ryder210 years 7 months ago
StoryEggy Soldiers. Dan Ryder210 years 9 months ago
StoryBuggered if I Know. Dan Ryder510 years 9 months ago
StoryAn Uneasy Truce Dan Ryder410 years 10 months ago
StoryReality Redux Dan Ryder010 years 10 months ago
StorySummer! Dan Ryder010 years 10 months ago

My collections

My stories

Kathmandu

I stopped looking hard and started looking lightly; Missed so much; how much? I don’t know. A Pollock doesn’t know how much it’s flown nor a crow how...

Collatoral

I’ll dance a little with this tragedy Before I lay beneath its blade. Laugh at a few of the pains it brought As though i were not the recipient, but...

Accoutrements

Mercury arose with its wings cut off And no genitalia to allow for Proper assertion of its sex. A forlorn creature whose interactions Seemed only to...

Eulogy of Optimism.

A granite mouth with dirty shards of smokey-grey, crystal teeth... no province of truth, but trollish and earthen chaos, waiting to de-lamb your...

Time, please.

Musical arrangement lies rotting in trend, Consuming unnoticed innovation to sustain its stagnating Mass; Sounding out pretentious self import, like...

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