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StoryHealing (for an old mate) smokejack21 year 11 months ago
StoryThe Tale of Joe Badtoe (Chapter.1) smokejack31 year 11 months ago
StoryNature's War smokejack81 year 11 months ago
StoryGone. smokejack21 year 12 months ago
StoryProfessor Circumcision (a cerebral comedy) smokejack21 year 12 months ago
StoryThere is no American dream smokejack01 year 12 months ago
StoryThrough a Curtainless Window smokejack02 years 15 hours ago
StoryDemon Drink Days smokejack102 years 3 days ago
StoryMishappiness Tales smokejack02 years 1 week ago
StoryEvening Song smokejack12 years 1 month ago
StoryButterfly in a Storm smokejack02 years 1 month ago
StoryWhoosh smokejack02 years 1 month ago
StoryAlf smokejack12 years 1 month ago
StoryAgeing Bull smokejack22 years 1 month ago
StoryBig John Donovan smokejack22 years 2 months ago
StoryExcerpt from Sunset (a short story) smokejack22 years 2 months ago
StoryToo Deep to Drown smokejack02 years 3 months ago
StoryTake Me Back smokejack02 years 3 months ago
StoryChristmas Misses smokejack02 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Prevention of Love smokejack02 years 7 months ago
StoryFor Sylvia smokejack02 years 8 months ago
StoryBallad of Misery and Hope smokejack22 years 8 months ago
StoryOn The Road - Part 1 smokejack42 years 8 months ago
StoryWinter Stripped Bare smokejack02 years 9 months ago
StorySo long Sweet Cygnet smokejack02 years 9 months ago

My stories

Say goodbye to USA

Musk is a rusk dipped on toilet water A billionaire we're told Imagine all the good that one person could do For so many folks But no not Mr Musk He...

Lend me a hand

The world is too big Sometimes I wonder If the world does not exist Maybe we are all comical in a cartoon sketch none of us are alive But we feel as...
Cherry

Goodbye kiss

It was with closed lips The day we kissed goodbye There was no emotion Or commotion On platform five we stood You were looking at the clock You were...

Start

It starts with a squabble Turns into a fight Bystanders cheers No one can see the light First there where whispers Followed by pointed fingers Some...

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