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StoryThe Knowledge of a Koi Carp - Part 2 JupiterMoon113 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Last Waltz in the Galaxy JupiterMoon313 years 1 month ago
Storysometimes i deserve a capital I JupiterMoon113 years 1 month ago
StoryPainting for Lemonade JupiterMoon113 years 1 month ago
StoryThe 'I' of Motion JupiterMoon013 years 1 month ago
StoryMeet the Fuc**rs JupiterMoon113 years 1 month ago
Storythe wrong hands for the R.A.F. JupiterMoon113 years 1 month ago
Storythe principal of one lost shoe JupiterMoon113 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Elegant Chef JupiterMoon113 years 1 month ago
Storythe same deep water as me JupiterMoon213 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Waltons and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder JupiterMoon213 years 1 month ago
Storyman with broom for head JupiterMoon013 years 1 month ago
Storythe sea hog at noon JupiterMoon013 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Yes/No Door Creak JupiterMoon113 years 1 month ago
StoryRevolt of the Albumen JupiterMoon013 years 1 month ago
Storyi know why the caged bird smokes JupiterMoon013 years 1 month ago
Storyisn't anything JupiterMoon013 years 1 month ago
Storyif this life is a library, we're sure quiet now JupiterMoon213 years 1 month ago
Storygreenland JupiterMoon213 years 1 month ago
Storyhow spiders make the most of our world JupiterMoon013 years 1 month ago
Storyhow Richard Brautigan gave us the words for all the artificial voices in the world JupiterMoon013 years 1 month ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Fifteen JupiterMoon013 years 1 month ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Thirteen and a half JupiterMoon113 years 1 month ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Thirteen JupiterMoon013 years 1 month ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Eleven and whatever JupiterMoon013 years 1 month ago

My stories

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semblance

semblance displayed as swinging hams, we are ruddy, over-exposed; we have sneak filtered, failed love cropped from the borders a dead gaze, neatly...
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i open my curtains at night, for the stars

i open my curtains at night, for the stars this searing saturation of summer light corrodes concentration conquers promise shrieks into every nerve...
Cherry

for Klavdiya Plotnikova

for Klavdiya Plotnikova your native tongue approached extinction yet ardent for the running juice of red berries when whispered over withered herbs...
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never had sex with dylan

never had sex with dylan
Cherry

a minute darker

a minute darker the year swings, branch hung and loose limbed becoming something; abandoning something tonight, the horizon rears and scalps the dark...
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