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StoryMadame Maserati Parson Thru1114 years 2 months ago
StoryA Day Like Any Other (IP) Silver Spun Sand2314 years 2 months ago
StoryHalf-lives II Parson Thru414 years 2 months ago
StoryOn love (and other things) Parson Thru314 years 2 months ago
StoryJust passing through Parson Thru214 years 2 months ago
StoryAll the women in my family smoke maggyvaneijk1814 years 2 months ago
StoryTo hold just once Parson Thru714 years 2 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 3 months ago
StoryEnduring Brixton mattstreatham514 years 3 months ago
StoryNopales for Breakfast JoseHdz2614 years 3 months ago
StoryCicada Songs cormacru9991614 years 3 months ago
StorySilence the scream Parson Thru414 years 3 months ago
StoryThe sleep of trees fromagreenhill314 years 3 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 4 months ago
StorySomeday, My Turn Richard L. Prov...414 years 4 months ago
StoryFrom a dream Parson Thru814 years 4 months ago

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Half-lives I

Watching clocks and making hay, skiving someone’s busy day. Beg an hour, taking two to mend a door and have a brew. It’s nothing new. Chilling winter evenings,
Cherry

To hold just once

I’m vomiting colours - blue a deep aquamarine hue I’m hearing time pass by shuffling past the empty open door The night fills with your name dark, musk, but stale

Dad

Afraid he’s passed away? Oh, thank you. Well… that’s ok. You see… we thought he might. He wasn’t meant to last the night.
Cherry

Silence the scream

How do I silence the scream? The long, unbearable scream that lives in my guts, my throat, my head and longs to pour out through my teeth. I feed it with cigarettes, whisky, sunshine and music.
Cherry

All change here

Additional stop at Great Salvation

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