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StoryOde to Venus alphadog1514 years 9 months ago
Storymore school recollections. alphadog1214 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Day that never happened. alphadog1214 years 10 months ago
StoryImages of my Grandmother alphadog1214 years 10 months ago
StoryJuggling For Mash tcook2714 years 11 months ago
StoryThe long room alphadog1214 years 11 months ago
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CollectionShort stories Anonymous615 years 3 days ago
Forum topicMore Terrorists? Mangone1115 years 3 days ago

My stories

I stand here! and go no further!

I stand hard upon this wind-swept beach. My skin chiselled, ruddy, scathed by salt, My mottled hair wiry, taught hard by the sea; I am a man made by the taste of bitter war.

a screaming discontent against all things real.

I drag behind a heavy iron sword and in a warm wet bloodied hand then I bury it deep in the damp wet sand, and I scream myself so very hoarse As I carve a heavy line
Cherry

Fireman Fred (flash fiction)

As Grandfather Atkins sat down, he clicked the switch on his chair. Slowly the seat slid back to a more comfortable position. Then he picked up the remote and turned on the wall screen.

An antithesis against a dishonest literary elite who are everything I despise.

Not many people know this, but occasionally flowers, like people, can be scared… this story is about how a flower found something that stopped her from feeling scared all the time

the 8th day

a rewrite of an old story because I can't think at the moment.

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