samhennig
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | Grass | samhennig | 9 | 13 years 10 months ago |
| Story | green and gold | samhennig | 2 | 14 years 2 weeks ago |
| Story | You Said | dazzz1er | 5 | 14 years 1 month ago |
| Story | I am an addict | samhennig | 2 | 14 years 2 months ago |
| Story | *being in love was never easy* | lostallfaith | 2 | 14 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Your hand in mine | samhennig | 6 | 14 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Looking in | samhennig | 4 | 14 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Short Freestyle | pinda | 4 | 14 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Night | samhennig | 7 | 14 years 8 months ago |
| Story | The Question | samhennig | 10 | 14 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Shark | samhennig | 15 | 14 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Painted | samhennig | 11 | 14 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Are you ready to be in love again? | shoe | 17 | 14 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Who Knows | samhennig | 3 | 15 years 4 months ago |
| Story | The Mix | samhennig | 4 | 15 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Vissi d'Arte | Silver Spun Sand | 18 | 15 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Dust | samhennig | 6 | 15 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Let Me Go | catapillargirl | 3 | 15 years 5 months ago |
| Story | mornings. | maggyvaneijk | 16 | 15 years 5 months ago |
My stories
same
The same, the same, the same again. Washing machine makes the floor shake, kitchen surface trembles plates fall; break. Pull the brake, make the same...
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Quarantine
The sun, the grass, a gentle breeze. Months of quiet unease. Four walls, a computer screen. You and me and nobody seen. Coffee, often burnt, made for...
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- 1880 reads
ghost
I told a lie that I had seen the worst of me and was comfortable. I have seen only part of me and am not comfortable. I am uneasy. I leave myself...
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- 408 reads
Pieces
*/ I see only pieces of myself. Finger nails; bitten. Words written across skin. Ink bleeds; scars make tributaries. Broken capiliaries, red. Take...
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- 620 reads
forgive
*/ I don’t forgive you. My god, I have tried. I have thought I had. But, I don’t. It doesn’t matter if you deserve it. It doesn’t matter if one day...
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