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StoryMelange 3 lenchenelf710 years 10 months ago
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StoryMorning Song Silver Spun Sand1010 years 10 months ago
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StoryIn love with myself. Streicheln210 years 10 months ago
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StoryYou Have Some Place To Be adbates310 years 11 months ago
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StoryLet love find you! J.L. Rivers210 years 11 months ago
Storyself ponderings a.lesser.thing510 years 11 months ago
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StoryOn Dreaming... littleditty610 years 11 months ago
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My stories

Cherry

Bad Habits

I know you want me to leave but if I do that I’ll feel cheap so I lean across and press play when I really want to say:
Gold cherry

Epilogue

I wish I were able to shape my thoughts into something I can say out loud or breathe into the air: a cold winter sky filling up with: I’m-sorries.
Cherry

Resting my head against your bedroom door

We are drawn to each other our wounds are magnetic our wrists together form train tracks to your bedroom
Cherry

Jerome

There are three layers to your face: the top is a masculine sheet of skin it’s thin but deep creases around the mouth and nose could get you a part as an action hero.
Gold cherry

Space

A kiss spreads slow like mist and I almost forget the reason we were crying as tenuous sheets of rain cloak our sad little flat and echoes from last night are caught in drops of water.

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