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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | mornings. | maggyvaneijk | 16 | 16 years 1 month ago |
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oxford circus
I've just seen a tramp with a big ginger beard dancing in front of this tall, slim security guard outside Miss Selfridge on Oxford street and it...
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Photos
You show me photos on your phone as we stand on the tube. Scrolling through years of captured memories and pointing out the fondest. We don't speak,...
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- 473 reads
Nike
Sun through the window creates boxes of light on the crinkled white bed cover. She rolls over, hand outstretched to find her phone, check the time...
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- 1941 reads
All day
Skin pallid, Shadows are home. Sharp, yellow rectangles float in evening sky, breaking distant monotony of nothing. Hair like Van Gogh's sunflowers;...
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Deserted soil
I. The Desert See then, the hard misshapen land, worn away to sand, It is dead and rots, it shrinks and shrivels. pick, pick, pick away, a vulture...
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- 497 reads