samhennig
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | Night time tea | samhennig | 0 | 2 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Cages | samhennig | 4 | 2 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Expands | samhennig | 0 | 2 years 3 months ago |
| Story | New year | samhennig | 3 | 2 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Anxiety | samhennig | 4 | 2 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Where I am living | samhennig | 2 | 2 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Clatter | samhennig | 2 | 2 years 4 months ago |
| Story | This time of year | samhennig | 0 | 2 years 5 months ago |
| Story | write me | samhennig | 3 | 2 years 6 months ago |
| Story | A poem for a pairing | samhennig | 4 | 2 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Scotland | samhennig | 2 | 3 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Dimension | samhennig | 3 | 3 years 4 months ago |
| Story | COLD | samhennig | 5 | 3 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Photograph | samhennig | 3 | 3 years 6 months ago |
| Story | The visit | samhennig | 5 | 3 years 6 months ago |
| Story | salt | samhennig | 0 | 3 years 6 months ago |
| Story | SAD | samhennig | 4 | 4 years 1 week ago |
| Story | same | samhennig | 2 | 4 years 1 week ago |
| Story | Branwell Clinic | seashore | 42 | 4 years 10 months ago |
| Story | More | samhennig | 2 | 5 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Quarantine | samhennig | 8 | 5 years 11 months ago |
| Story | ghost | samhennig | 0 | 5 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Pieces | samhennig | 1 | 6 years 3 months ago |
| Story | forgive | samhennig | 3 | 6 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Hair dryer | samhennig | 0 | 6 years 4 months ago |
My stories
The bench at the top of the hill
On a clear day you can just about make out the city clawing at the sky. A red light flashing, like a distant warning. Apart from that the...
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Autumn
I watch ochre and auburn pass by, flashes of the countryside. Like fire, leaves turning make pictures in your mind of years gone. I watch on. Falling...
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Another
I am not writing this to write well, or to be right. I am writing it because I do not know what else to do. If we call ourselves, artists or writers...
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You are
Even though the only sound you hear is a melody of birds; the ratata of a distant woodpecker. Even though the coffee carried in plumes that play in...
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Howl.
Howl even though the moon is only quarter. Even though the only sound you hear is a melody of birds; the ratata of a distant woodpecker. Even though...
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