Beeme
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | Next Of Kin | Beeme | 6 | 14 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Homer...and all that Jazz | Silver Spun Sand | 19 | 14 years 1 month ago |
| Forum topic | My inspiration point | scratch | 18 | 14 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Of Moths and of Men (I.P.) | Silver Spun Sand | 23 | 14 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Living Light-Birth marks (3) | Beeme | 7 | 14 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Living Light- promises (2) | Beeme | 5 | 14 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Starting again | Beeme | 2 | 14 years 1 month ago |
| Story | We Give Up | blighters rock | 13 | 14 years 1 month ago |
| Story | I Allow It | blighters rock | 13 | 14 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Hidden memories | Beeme | 6 | 14 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Sent...letters waiting for God | Beeme | 12 | 14 years 2 months ago |
| Story | The Underground Is So Mainstream | MistakenMagic | 22 | 14 years 2 months ago |
| Story | No name | Beeme | 10 | 14 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Resting my head against your bedroom door | maggyvaneijk | 16 | 14 years 2 months ago |
| Story | And Other Acts of Masochism | MistakenMagic | 14 | 14 years 3 months ago |
| Story | You terrify me | lavadis | 3 | 14 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Inhale the silence | Beeme | 2 | 14 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Today I am not eighteen | Beeme | 13 | 14 years 3 months ago |
| Story | The Last Liberal Democrat | MistakenMagic | 24 | 14 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Spend my days reading remedies | Beeme | 10 | 14 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Night therapy | Beeme | 2 | 14 years 3 months ago |
| Story | A Song for Pinda (R.I.P.) | threeleafshamrock | 11 | 14 years 3 months ago |
| Story | On the night when you threw and I ducked | lavadis | 9 | 14 years 3 months ago |
| Story | FREEDOM | Cavalcader | 16 | 14 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Freedom | Beeme | 20 | 14 years 3 months ago |
My stories
Sent...letters waiting for God
Every other wish is filtered through the blind, we are left hoping- an emotion which leaves our hands in constant prayer, that maybe our turn is next; so my grandma slowing unclenches
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Can't Forget You
To wage our own war against identity, we break our necks to prove that people rarely change. I have grown up wearing the same clothes, that my mother wishes I disregard as past.
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No name
We play with the sun beaming against our olive skin until we turn brown and I feel happy that I am so dark, nobody can guess at my heritage. I am anonymous.
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Take it all for him
Like here God “You can take my blood, roses of death, which only ever bloomed under the warm light of a microscope. Have my paper bags which were only ever his oxygen archives,
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Inhale the silence
We wait together, I softly unfold your fingertips. You are gripping my hand hard, turning over the white edges of my palm into pages of speech, but I am secretly cherishing our silence.
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