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CollectionVerse Indeterminate purlock012 years 7 months ago
CollectionPurlock's Progress purlock012 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Falling purlock012 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Abandoned Plot purlock012 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Funnel purlock012 years 9 months ago
StoryRules for Email Etiquette purlock012 years 9 months ago
StoryDreams purlock012 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Dinner Party - Judy Chicago's Plates and The Woman of Spheres (ed) littleditty915 years 2 months ago
StoryAn Ode to a Joint seannelson116 years 5 months ago
StoryExits purlock417 years 1 month ago
StorySpeaking of the Dead purlock217 years 1 month ago
StoryTim Clare For Regent rokkitnite417 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Islanders purlock517 years 2 months ago
StoryYour Name Has Been Randomly Selected purlock317 years 2 months ago
StoryThe dreaming valiswaverider517 years 3 months ago
StoryNo ABC span317 years 3 months ago
StoryHush HaiAnh317 years 3 months ago
StoryProfessor Jones Lectures on Death and Dying poetjude117 years 3 months ago
StoryLarge Collider Brooklands717 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Art of Hunting purlock417 years 3 months ago
StoryHead space purlock217 years 3 months ago
StoryOn the brow of the hill hoalarg1217 years 3 months ago
StoryAnother interesting way to die that I'll never experience Brooklands417 years 4 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Speaking of the Dead

I levitate the hatstand. In theory I could leave, but what comes out is like a language only twisted, not our own.

Rules for Email Etiquette

Don’t mention Lilly’s hieroglyph.
Cherry

The Islanders

The islanders we met were digital natives; bronzed and nubile, their ankles garlanded with flash drives fashioned from conch-shells.
Cherry

Your Name Has Been Randomly Selected

Pennie Rakestraw emailed details of my order; she claimed it helped performance in the bedroom. Freuden Ginnery agreed and lodged himself between
Cherry

Head space

When did the wind gaffer two Stanley knives together to slice me like this? Fingers reddened to clay; but the metaphorical hi-viz and hard hat untouched in the back of the car

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