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StoryHalf In, Half Out yrene216 years 5 months ago
StoryIt Doesn't Matter Which... Bradene416 years 5 months ago
StoryHot Chocolate! (Haiku) yrene216 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Pee yrene116 years 5 months ago
StoryFutility Bradene716 years 5 months ago
StoryTie Down Natasha Ken Simm416 years 5 months ago
StoryPhoto of an Old Refugee threeleafshamrock516 years 5 months ago
StoryThis is My Cross yrene216 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Encounter yrene216 years 5 months ago
Story4 Connecting Haiku Bradene516 years 5 months ago

My stories

The Bus

And longed for your tongue there contained

First Day 1959

“They will call me ‘The Grey Boy’, I had suggested, while mum wet The comb under the kitchen taps And fixed my ‘quiff’

Isn’t it the truth!

What goes ‘round, comes ‘round You screeched; vengefully, throwing My crutches out of the window; Before running out the door, Tripping, falling down the stairs And breaking your leg

I Will Love You Forever

Some things DO last forever!

Dying Embers

The ashes are piling, the flame leaps no longer

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