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StoryQuince Rhiannonw177 years 9 months ago
StoryDust Man Kilb5027 years 9 months ago
StoryAdam In His Garden Kilb5007 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Visitor well-wisher97 years 11 months ago
Forum topicVal (Bradene) McKinley Lille Dante27 years 11 months ago
StorySomething Hard Inside Him (Part 1) Kilb5078 years 2 months ago
StoryDear Lyd socialeaf148 years 2 months ago
StorySomething Hard Inside Him (Part 2) Kilb50128 years 2 months ago
StoryA Week in Coverack gletherby158 years 2 months ago
StoryAlternative Prayer of Remembrance, Easter 2018 Kilb50188 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Answer, My Friend... Ewan38 years 3 months ago
StoryBach's Pralidium Number 1 Played by the Jacques Loussier Trio Alan Russell38 years 3 months ago
StoryTarmac Adam Kilb5028 years 4 months ago
StoryWhile I Was Waiting skinner_jennifer108 years 4 months ago
StoryOld Dog-Fox In Bleak Midwinter Kilb50108 years 4 months ago
StoryMiss Carstairs In The Tepidarium Kilb5028 years 4 months ago
StoryRaising the Dead fatboy74208 years 5 months ago
StoryHow To Kill A Child Kilb5088 years 5 months ago
StoryHow To Kill A Child Kilb50128 years 5 months ago
StoryLonesome Cowboy Kilb5028 years 6 months ago
StoryGloaming fatboy74168 years 11 months ago
StoryCondoms for Cornwall - a short monologue MJG208 years 11 months ago
StoryIngrid Philip Sidney119 years 1 month ago
StoryBeautiful Fish Kilb5069 years 1 month ago
StoryA Tea Box, A Medal, A Bullet and A Bone Kilb5039 years 1 month ago

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Red Bicycle 1-2

In a minor city in an unnamed country, Alexander arrives home from school and receives news that will change his life. Parts 1-2 of 22.
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Triptych

The rock face became my confessor/Water became my crystal/Earth became my altar.
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Exeter to Teignmouth, Off Peak Day Return

Lemon fern and spear grass thrive after recent storms/ the cliff top is netted to stop it crumbling to dust.
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The Wheel in the Cave

Spring was out there somewhere/but refused to show her face
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Gunslinger in a Tutu

He rode into town on a steel dust mare and the James gang, killing time outside the dried goods store, eased up the rims of their ten-gallon hats.

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