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StoryAbigail Jessiibear1912 years 7 months ago
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Storythe dying of the £1 wasp JupiterMoon112 years 9 months ago
Storystrangers sailing through a breakfast sea JupiterMoon312 years 9 months ago
Storyis this thing on? JupiterMoon212 years 9 months ago
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StoryLove in a time of riots lavadis1112 years 10 months ago
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Storywhy people in Range Rovers always look terrified JupiterMoon313 years 1 month ago
Storythere's few things more tragic than a wasted condom JupiterMoon413 years 4 months ago

My stories

the nine ladies

the nine ladies you are sleeping now. slumbering stones warmed by the sun, your mossed flanks tickled by the kiss of a fragile breeze. late with the dance of purpled night,

nightfall over Whitby

nightfall over Whitby night strung in shining jet, the outline of extinguished boats glimmering, in the moment, where the tide, graceful necked and headless, pours out into the more.

at night they play music to the plants

at night they play music to the plants strung from the curved wooden sky, strange metallic shapes, like badly drawn megaphones in dolphin grey. in the early light

the 71 Haight-Noriega brings a simple truth home

the 71 Haight-Noriega brings a simple truth home today, there is singing on the bus. it seems like an imagination, but it is very real. and beautiful in its innocence.
Cherry

memory bisque

memory bisque the hot glow of metal, running loose beyond the window, brings back holidays: a kaleidoscopic L.A. freeway, glinting sun gold and teeth white. mine to visit,

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