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StoryMadame Maserati Parson Thru1114 years 2 months ago
StoryA Day Like Any Other (IP) Silver Spun Sand2314 years 3 months ago
StoryHalf-lives II Parson Thru414 years 3 months ago
StoryOn love (and other things) Parson Thru314 years 3 months ago
StoryJust passing through Parson Thru214 years 3 months ago
StoryAll the women in my family smoke maggyvaneijk1814 years 3 months ago
StoryTo hold just once Parson Thru714 years 3 months ago
Storyaridity in the garden seannelson514 years 3 months ago
StoryNo Fairytale (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand1414 years 3 months ago
StoryChances Beeme814 years 4 months ago
StoryEnduring Brixton mattstreatham514 years 4 months ago
StoryNopales for Breakfast JoseHdz2614 years 4 months ago
StoryCicada Songs cormacru9991614 years 4 months ago
StorySilence the scream Parson Thru414 years 4 months ago
StoryThe sleep of trees fromagreenhill314 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Light Parson Thru214 years 4 months ago
StoryAn Antelope With Issues caribou_414 years 4 months ago
StorySpare me Parson Thru314 years 4 months ago
StoryLast light Steve Button1814 years 4 months ago
StoryX Leaves A Flower - entered for the Margaret Reid Competition! maisie1114 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Thief Parson Thru414 years 4 months ago
StoryWhen Classically Trained Musicians Meet And Make Love - IP Dynamaso2914 years 5 months ago
StorySomeday, My Turn Richard L. Prov...414 years 5 months ago
StoryFrom a dream Parson Thru814 years 5 months ago

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My stories

Enjoy the roses

Don't kid yourself that life is all gingham curtains and flowers on the table. You're only putting off the inevitable torment. Keeping reality at bay...

Spruce or cedar

So. Cedar versus spruce Well, spruce is lighter, clearer More defined and simple It gives those highs and brightness of tone One sound with many...
Cherry

Fallen

Empty doorways, specialists in matt darkness, never punctured by a flickering point of light. Hinges hang forlorn, long-abandoned and bereft of hope...
Cherry

Close your eyes...

It sits dormant for maybe years at a time. Forgotten. Then I hear it somewhere and that indescribable feeling wells up within me. I don't know how...

Two souls

Two souls roaming Drifting without end In emptiness Seeking satisfaction Knowing that there is none Filling in our time Without any reason Trying...

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