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StoryFish People In New York (A Dream I Had) queen beatle213 years 9 months ago
StoryDream -- Christian Bale vs. Russian Zombies At Christmas queen beatle313 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Drums of Siliconia queen beatle814 years 2 weeks ago
StoryDream - - School Virus queen beatle214 years 2 weeks ago
StoryI Scribble Lyrics on the Clock queen beatle214 years 1 month ago
StoryFreewriting 6 - The Snow Toes queen beatle614 years 1 month ago
StoryLook Eastward well-wisher714 years 1 month ago
StoryI Could Sense You queen beatle214 years 1 month ago
StoryHe Moves In Patterns queen beatle314 years 1 month ago
StoryPosthumous queen beatle614 years 1 month ago
StoryEden of Dreams skinner_jennifer2814 years 1 month ago
StoryFreewriting 4 - Sprites and Gingham queen beatle314 years 2 months ago
StoryFreewriting 5 - The Night that Never Will Be queen beatle314 years 2 months ago
StoryFreewriting 3 - Elders and Oak Leaves queen beatle214 years 2 months ago
StoryFreewriting 2 queen beatle414 years 9 months ago
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StoryKnock at the Door queen beatle315 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Flame Nolan1715 years 8 months ago
StoryFreewriting queen beatle515 years 10 months ago
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StoryTo Happiness, littleditty417 years 9 months ago
StoryFog queen beatle518 years 2 days ago

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The Things We Can't Hold Onto While We're Moving

Slack, drum, safe A slicked down lizard's floating space The trudging sunken hammer face Platoons the warm abyss Cold, red, white From nothing grown...

In the Shadows

And now: the death of one more day that peacocked glorious and bold commanded all to heed unblinking the screaming dull importance of its waves of...

Death: A Mouth

This memory's as thick As all the blankets You entrapped me in To pepper up your words You wrapped and drowned me As I blazed away each letter To the...

Too Much Everything

There's too much everything out there today. Even through the windows I feel it. A dim rising murmur of this-and-that-and-this-again Pillowing the...
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Intra-Venus

The aeroplane he hears that skirts the valley every night with mirror-masked identity and motive shrouded out each time provokes a twinge, the...

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