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Storyyou can't just leave a noose lying around JupiterMoon110 years 7 months ago
Story'HIGHLY FRAGILE' JupiterMoon310 years 7 months ago
Storythree forks JupiterMoon210 years 7 months ago
Storyblackberries JupiterMoon410 years 7 months ago
Storyfor October JupiterMoon010 years 7 months ago
Storybirdman JupiterMoon010 years 7 months ago
Storythe stars are blurring tonight (for G.) JupiterMoon010 years 7 months ago
Storywhen waiting was sweet JupiterMoon010 years 7 months ago
Story39 1/2 JupiterMoon010 years 8 months ago
Storygulls over Paris JupiterMoon410 years 8 months ago
Storyolivia ♥ jesus JupiterMoon010 years 8 months ago
Storyrhino JupiterMoon010 years 8 months ago
Storythe lovers of Boulevard Saint-Germain JupiterMoon110 years 8 months ago
Storycare JupiterMoon110 years 8 months ago
Storyladies and gentlemen, the Trafford Centre is now open... JupiterMoon010 years 8 months ago
Storymargins JupiterMoon010 years 8 months ago
Storymy fallen owl JupiterMoon410 years 8 months ago
Storythe artefact that should never have become such JupiterMoon110 years 8 months ago
Storythe first crack JupiterMoon210 years 8 months ago
Storylines JupiterMoon010 years 8 months ago
Storyflowers fell JupiterMoon210 years 8 months ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Three JupiterMoon010 years 8 months ago
Storycortege JupiterMoon210 years 8 months ago
Storyclueless JupiterMoon310 years 8 months ago
Storycigarettes at dawn for the poetry group JupiterMoon1010 years 8 months ago

My stories

in guano

in guano arriving aromas of all the world paint travel onto wistful winds human nostalgia chargrilled on hot coals as tiny skyward fingers follow...
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diminuendo

diminuendo it takes her longer to laugh, a slow-fuse mulling between the words going in and the mirth coming out she straightens so many things,...
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the cosmic egg

the cosmic egg within the twilight tonight, between the eyelids of dusk and dawn, comes the equinox:
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Poem of the week

where emily walked

where emily walked the cholera cobbles clamour less, than then infants make stronger adult shapes, resilience fragile and untested words no longer...
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1984 was more than just orwell

1984 was more than just orwell richard brautigan shot himself in 1984, during the rising tide of the commodore 64, lost within a wood walled world...
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