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StoryThis Also Shall Pass JupiterMoon812 years 8 months ago
StorySaturday night/Sunday Morning JupiterMoon312 years 8 months ago
Storyearly sun over Hope Valley JupiterMoon612 years 11 months ago
Storyflutter JupiterMoon313 years 6 days ago
StoryAbigail Jessiibear1913 years 1 month ago
StoryGames People Play MistakenMagic2513 years 1 month ago
StoryStrawberry Red JupiterMoon313 years 2 months ago
Storythe dying of the £1 wasp JupiterMoon113 years 2 months ago
Storystrangers sailing through a breakfast sea JupiterMoon313 years 2 months ago
Storyis this thing on? JupiterMoon213 years 3 months ago
StoryYou Breathe Jessiibear913 years 3 months ago
StoryWhere Butterflies Sleep Sooz0061413 years 3 months ago
Storyfade JupiterMoon213 years 3 months ago
StoryY Unman JupiterMoon313 years 3 months ago
StoryLove in a time of riots lavadis1113 years 3 months ago
StoryKorn lavadis413 years 3 months ago
StoryI am met at the crossroads by a horse of dangerous beauty lavadis713 years 3 months ago
Storysnail JupiterMoon213 years 6 months ago
Storywhy people in Range Rovers always look terrified JupiterMoon313 years 7 months ago
Storythere's few things more tragic than a wasted condom JupiterMoon413 years 10 months ago

My stories

lesson of the birds (part ii)

lesson of the birds (part ii) i watch two sparrows, sparring over the dog end of a pasty, grabbing with heads bent low. flapping over ground, the victor makes it to the safety,
Gold cherry

the wedding list

the wedding list you have a crate of vodka, you plan to hide in the bridal suite, ‘just for the family’. Dad’s been to France, and filled a Vauxhall estate

why people in Range Rovers always look terrified

why people in Range Rovers always look terrified sweltering in your metal hell, white knuckles cling to the wheel like a dirty uncle fingering clothes on a washing line.
Cherry

reasons why it's unsafe to run for a bus

reasons why it’s unsafe to run for a bus running, pits you bumper to bumper with the snarl and snap of traffic. running, brings trousers from their hip home, down to the ankles.

Grayling Junction - Chapter Fifteen

Something Cutting through the water a small fishing boat carrying Ron and No-Shoes heads out beyond the summery stink of the estuary, toward the buttery waves of the sea.

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