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Storyfoolproof JupiterMoon313 years 1 month ago
Storyfather, son and white lightning JupiterMoon013 years 1 month ago
StoryElias and the King JupiterMoon013 years 1 month 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
Storyflutter JupiterMoon313 years 7 months ago
StoryAbigail Jessiibear1913 years 8 months ago
StoryGames People Play MistakenMagic2513 years 9 months ago
StoryStrawberry Red JupiterMoon313 years 10 months ago
Storythe dying of the £1 wasp JupiterMoon113 years 10 months ago
Storystrangers sailing through a breakfast sea JupiterMoon313 years 10 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
StoryY Unman JupiterMoon313 years 11 months ago
StoryLove in a time of riots lavadis1113 years 11 months ago
StoryKorn lavadis413 years 11 months ago
StoryI am met at the crossroads by a horse of dangerous beauty lavadis713 years 11 months ago
Storysnail JupiterMoon214 years 1 month ago
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

clueless

clueless she looked at me and said: "I want you to do rude things to me". so i let the door go in her face, cut her up in traffic, criticised her food with a slow, slow fork,

with the lights out avocado

with the lights out avocado i love avocado enough, to get married to it. here comes the bride, short, brown and wide, and beneath that shy, goosebump skin, a creamy, green yellow

man with broom for head

man with broom for head at first, as i boarded the bus in a confusion of sunlight, i thought it was a large moustache, bristles trimmed neat and tight, like the might of the military.

the sea hog at noon

the sea hog at noon cool blue, revealed in waves asunder. grey beard shingle weeps toward an embrace, the shifting water rolls abroad; the gentlest of marauders.

Elias and the King

A tired man pushes a pram through the long streets of dayligh...

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