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StorySupposedly free privaterevolt215 years 9 months ago
StoryThe sound of one hand clapping part.2 breather115 years 9 months ago
StoryThe day he decided to die. breather115 years 9 months ago
StoryImaginary conversation between two aspects of humanity somewhere on the planet today, In 200 words exactly. breather115 years 9 months ago
StoryPhilip K Dick’s revelation valiswaverider215 years 9 months ago
StoryReview: The Death of Grass by John Christopher adam115 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Hamster C_A_JONEStechno215 years 9 months ago
StoryZoya bollinvalleygirl515 years 10 months ago
StoryMy Curriculum Vitae: The Musical boxing_day615 years 11 months ago
StoryAn obituary of my golden days utehs116 years 5 months ago
StoryAm I only a number? Principessa216 years 5 months ago
StoryWhat am I? valiswaverider316 years 5 months ago
StoryThe light filtered through a torn curtain valiswaverider316 years 5 months ago
StoryThe sickness valiswaverider116 years 5 months ago
StoryWe Generation Ewan516 years 6 months ago
StoryNew Coming animan216 years 6 months ago
StoryEvent Horizon valiswaverider016 years 7 months ago
StoryHaiku Ewan816 years 7 months ago
StoryKoan Ewan916 years 7 months ago
StoryNoh theatre valiswaverider216 years 8 months ago
StoryWhich God? mykle616 years 8 months ago
StorySilence Is Golden? mykle316 years 8 months ago

My stories

political realities which keep rearing their ugly head

/*--> */ Dark skies foretold in omen Falling star upon the heavens sharpened arrows and took aim with blazing arrows our misfortune is we cannot...

I wo,nt read 50 shades of grey

we ended up back at her place she owned the most popular title of the day A book called 50 shades of grey she suggested that I read it some day she...

Yogic action

I once had a conversation with my yoga teacher she told me this which I consider wise. "You are not your thoughts" We all have thoughts , good ones...

The twelve austere days of Christmas

On the first austere day of Christmas my true love sent to me An Osborne riding on a trident missile On the second of Christmas my true love sent to...

The gathering

She was a lovely woman with a calm reassuring voice but there was something about her that told you she would of been first to drink the cool aid in...

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