Lem
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | Have to be? | Kahdai | 3 | 16 years 1 day ago |
| Story | Dreaming Spires | MistakenMagic | 34 | 16 years 2 weeks ago |
| Story | Love, Dreams and Paris I.P. | threeleafshamrock | 6 | 16 years 1 month ago |
| Story | inner winter | Lem | 2 | 16 years 1 month ago |
| Story | I USED TO CARRY “I LOVE YOU” | jay_frankston | 2 | 16 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Electronik (freeform) | Lem | 2 | 16 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Umlaut | Lem | 3 | 16 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Inner City Princess | Lem | 3 | 16 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Carvings in A Tree | _elle_ | 3 | 16 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Under the Influence of Love | Lem | 4 | 16 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Half Of My Heart <3 (free verse) | Lem | 4 | 16 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Purple Starry Umbrella | Lem | 5 | 16 years 11 months ago |
| Story | From Tides Away | _elle_ | 1 | 16 years 11 months ago |
| Story | The Darkness Part Two | HeatherFeather | 4 | 17 years 1 week ago |
| Story | Goodbye | HeatherFeather | 2 | 17 years 1 week ago |
| Story | Snowy Day | Lem | 5 | 17 years 2 weeks ago |
My stories
Pill
It’s half-past ten at night, and I’m in bed. My hair is freed from its perfunctory pinning, my earrings tossed on the desk.
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And Sometimes
And sometimes when I catch moments in the mirror an Alice and her looking-glass they are fragments from a fairytale some embroidered sugar-lace dream And sometimes
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When I Wake Up Next To You
When the night is still and calm and all the world’s asleep And the warm dark all around us is unfathomably deep, I lie and wonder what you’d say if you only knew
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Cherries (I.P.)
And when I looked at you, I knew. You knew I knew. Abashed, you smiled and, breaking the spell of silence, said my lips were red as cherries. The town's Christmas icicle-lights not lit,
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Five A.M.
I wake at five a.m. and remember immediately where I am. The corners of my mouth tilt upwards in the darkness in a secret smile.
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