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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | The Islanders | summerlands | 0 | 11 years 3 months ago |
| Story | The Dragon | summerlands | 3 | 11 years 4 months ago |
| Story | A Mindless Number-Punch | summerlands | 3 | 11 years 6 months ago |
| Story | The Incredible Atomic Man | summerlands | 0 | 11 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Wetter | summerlands | 0 | 12 years 3 months ago |
| Story | The Stir | summerlands | 8 | 12 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Life on Mars | Silver Spun Sand | 13 | 12 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Dispensing | summerlands | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Mr. Pink | summerlands | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Freida | summerlands | 3 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Robot Girl | summerlands | 0 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | suspended | summerlands | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Block | summerlands | 0 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | a photograph of summer (a sort of sonnet) | summerlands | 2 | 13 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Leaves | summerlands | 1 | 13 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Everywhere (3/3) | summerlands | 2 | 13 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Lunchtime in the cafeteria | summerlands | 2 | 13 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Everywhere (2/3) | summerlands | 3 | 14 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Everywhere (1/3) | summerlands | 3 | 14 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Sky Full of Stars | summerlands | 12 | 14 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Silence | summerlands | 2 | 16 years 5 months ago |
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The Islanders
The log rots all on its own In gentle moments As the song of salt, The unlimited music, Carries it off, dot by dot. The song is meek and mild, And...
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A Mindless Number-Punch
Oh, vendor of my validations, I slotted coin after coin down your darkness, Ear pressed to your cold chest To hear a whisper of your machinations.
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The Stir
The Stir I was never Comfortable in the Body that I lived in, always protruding in funny Places, jutted back, skinny Height, bandy legs, stabby Voice...
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Wetter
Wetter A thousand screens a day - screams across high frequencies carve bleak, black furrows on face skin, screwed up in the dim room glows. The air...
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- 619 reads