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Storyfoolproof JupiterMoon313 years 2 weeks ago
Storyfather, son and white lightning JupiterMoon013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryElias and the King JupiterMoon013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThis Also Shall Pass JupiterMoon713 years 3 months ago
StorySaturday night/Sunday Morning JupiterMoon313 years 3 months ago
Storyearly sun over Hope Valley JupiterMoon613 years 6 months ago
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Storythe dying of the £1 wasp JupiterMoon113 years 9 months ago
Storystrangers sailing through a breakfast sea JupiterMoon313 years 9 months ago
Storyis this thing on? JupiterMoon213 years 10 months ago
StoryYou Breathe Jessiibear913 years 10 months ago
StoryWhere Butterflies Sleep Sooz0061313 years 10 months ago
Storyfade JupiterMoon213 years 10 months ago
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StoryLove in a time of riots lavadis1113 years 10 months ago
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StoryI am met at the crossroads by a horse of dangerous beauty lavadis713 years 10 months ago
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Storywhy people in Range Rovers always look terrified JupiterMoon314 years 2 months ago
Storythere's few things more tragic than a wasted condom JupiterMoon414 years 5 months ago

My stories

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.
Cherry

Grayling Junction - Chapter Thirteen and a half

That Day Again Tam often remembers arriving in Grayling Junction:

the fountain

the fountain trapped through the night, the water rattles in the pipes sobbing for release. the moon glimpsed on high, from deep in the belly of the earth. sun up,

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