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StoryThe day he decided to die. breather116 years 6 months ago
StoryImaginary conversation between two aspects of humanity somewhere on the planet today, In 200 words exactly. breather116 years 6 months ago
StoryPhilip K Dick’s revelation valiswaverider216 years 6 months ago
StoryReview: The Death of Grass by John Christopher adam116 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Hamster C_A_JONEStechno216 years 6 months ago
StoryZoya bollinvalleygirl516 years 7 months ago
StoryMy Curriculum Vitae: The Musical boxing_day616 years 8 months ago
StoryAn obituary of my golden days utehs117 years 2 months ago
StoryAm I only a number? Principessa217 years 2 months ago
StoryWhat am I? valiswaverider317 years 2 months ago
StoryThe light filtered through a torn curtain valiswaverider317 years 2 months ago
StoryThe sickness valiswaverider117 years 3 months ago
StoryWe Generation Ewan517 years 3 months ago
StoryNew Coming animan217 years 3 months ago
StoryEvent Horizon valiswaverider017 years 4 months ago
StoryHaiku Ewan817 years 4 months ago
StoryKoan Ewan917 years 4 months ago
StoryNoh theatre valiswaverider217 years 5 months ago
StoryWhich God? mykle617 years 5 months ago
StorySilence Is Golden? mykle317 years 5 months ago

My stories

The man stepping off the Clapham omnibus

Everything about this character was given away in the manner of his gate. Slow but sure, now and again stopping to consider a concern of minor...

The man on the Clapham omnibus

The truth is your, your father with a drink in you. A bad spirit raises in you and your an apparition of unbridled lust and vanity Like a flaming...

The TV is shit

We are ambulance chasing lawyers for you Have you had a prat fall at work or in the street? Well here is your chance to make big money for us. We are...

The tramp and the sage

The tramp conversed with the sage" do not let your mind be crushed by the modern age" Real truth lies within A combining of genius Two men of great influence
Cherry

The sun

When my mum died So huge was the loss Her absence was ever felt The only comfort I found was too look up at the sun , sounds strange But action is strange in loss

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