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StoryAnd Sometimes Lem414 years 6 months ago
StoryKitchen songs Whatsername314 years 6 months ago
StoryLate winter Louise178914 years 6 months ago
Storyflorals of you JoseHdz1014 years 6 months ago
Storyit's 4 in the morning shoe1014 years 6 months ago
StoryCHILDHOOD MEMORIES skinner_jennifer1014 years 6 months ago
StoryCiara aged five and a bit seashore1014 years 6 months ago
StoryIf you're thinking of writing a book... shoe1214 years 7 months ago
StoryLunar Café JoseHdz1214 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Art of Bullfighting JoseHdz514 years 7 months ago
StoryDiary of a motel receptionist. maggyvaneijk2414 years 7 months ago
StoryControl Freak iris314 years 7 months ago
Storylet's call her April JoseHdz1014 years 7 months ago
StoryTwitter Is A Bunch Of Arse primate614 years 7 months ago
StoryToo Cold for Snow Silver Spun Sand1214 years 7 months ago
Storymornings. maggyvaneijk1614 years 7 months ago
StoryMotherland shoe1614 years 8 months ago
StoryI Bring You Roses... Silver Spun Sand1714 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Grain Anna Marie314 years 8 months ago
StoryBare bones Louise178914 years 8 months ago
StoryTo Speak Anna Marie414 years 8 months ago
StoryBlack & White (IP) seashore1614 years 8 months ago
StoryUnconditional (For My Daughter) Bradene1314 years 8 months ago
StoryTraffic and Marigolds JoseHdz914 years 8 months ago
StoryDiary of a girl with low self-esteem maggyvaneijk1414 years 8 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Lingering Abstractedly

If I had you Over here Closer To me Beneath My touch Beneath My kiss I would lean On form And flow Instead of Lingering Abstractedly Where It's night
Cherry

I Have Never Left

Poem about visiting/leaving Guanajuato, Mexico.

Of All Things

I am drunk typing On this laptop Who knows what time The next bus will come Yesterday seems serene The light Reflects monotone
Cherry

Like Migratory Birds

I know That eventually we will Have time to reflect On the moments We touched, And whispered hello. But for now We must separate And go our own ways; Like migratory birds.

A Walk in the Mercado

México in the summer-time Is a beautiful thing, And I’m not just Talking about the tourist Spots like Cancún or Puerto Vallarto. In the Mercado The people’s faces Inspire my pen

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