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StoryThe Man of Smoke - Final (Smoke and Ice) MaliciousMudkip112 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Man of Smoke - Part 4 (Polar Bear Punches and Hospital Food) MaliciousMudkip012 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Man of Smoke - Part 3 (Coughs and Charts) MaliciousMudkip112 years 11 months ago
StoryGround Control To Major Tom (Part 2) MaliciousMudkip012 years 11 months ago
StoryJeffrey - 26th and 27th September MaliciousMudkip012 years 11 months ago
StoryJeffrey - 25th September MaliciousMudkip012 years 11 months ago
StoryJeffrey - 24th September MaliciousMudkip012 years 11 months ago
StoryDreams of a Better Place - Part 5 MaliciousMudkip012 years 11 months ago
StoryDreams of a Better Place - Part 4 MaliciousMudkip012 years 11 months ago
StoryDreams of a Better Place - Part 3 MaliciousMudkip012 years 11 months ago
StoryDreams of a Better Place - Part 2 MaliciousMudkip012 years 11 months ago
Forum topicWhat Prevents you Writing? karl_wiggins1412 years 12 months ago
StoryJC MaliciousMudkip612 years 12 months ago
Forum topicDiscussing the slight controversy of the poem "Faithless" Chinobus613 years 1 week ago
Forum topicSome good free advice tcook413 years 1 week ago
Forum topicMy book is out! (A shameless plug) MaliciousMudkip913 years 2 weeks ago
StoryBaltimore ralph413 years 2 weeks ago
Forum topicTeenage Albums tcook1913 years 2 weeks ago
StoryI Will Not TheGameCat813 years 3 weeks ago
Forum topicMy Book, Out April 30th. I'm Happy as a Clam MaliciousMudkip1513 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe Causeway Nursing Home MaliciousMudkip713 years 3 weeks ago
Forum topicPublished! Cloven Hoof3413 years 3 weeks ago
Forum topicMusic that can make your day - Ólafur Arnalds steve_elliott04613 years 3 weeks ago
StoryTails MaliciousMudkip513 years 3 weeks ago
Forum topicUndeserved Cherries - an apology KerryJDonovan3013 years 6 months ago

My stories

Cherry

She Sends Sea Shells

There’s nothing along this old shore but ghosts, no matter what the old man said, I see no treasure, no pleasure, no myth and no glee. The sun pounds a tattoo in my brain and it roasts

James Told Me That Stuff Actually Works

In the basement mixing medicine, next to a bathtub loaded with nitro-glycerine. Glass beakers alphabetised and shattered, our faces are beaten and battered.
Cherry

Simple Maths

He bullshitted it as the idea of simple maths, trying to explain away faith in fractions, disasters in decimals, mayhem in multiplication. The list goes on, I digress,
Cherry

Canvas Shoes and Concrete Blues

We sat on the bridge with a bottle between us, One brown bag and two black eyes, The smell of disinfectant and hospitals,

Nelly the Elephant

When I broke my arm, he was by my side. A long grey trunk, and big ol’ sympathetic eyes. Floppy ears to fan my feverish face, and a little hand to hold my heart in place.

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