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StoryEx Chapter 5 - the mountains of Milton Keynes lavadis66 years 7 months ago
StoryEx chapter 4 - Daniel's mother is a mermaid lavadis36 years 7 months ago
StoryEx chapter 3 - amended lavadis66 years 7 months ago
StoryEx chapter two lavadis96 years 7 months ago
Forum topicRichard's Sister Update June 15, 2013 Richard L. Prov...76 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Meaning Of Life ( Cont) jolono106 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Traveller cigarettes and ...26 years 7 months ago
StoryTom Esther66 years 7 months ago
StoryI knew she was corruptible lavadis66 years 7 months ago
StoryThe drop Poette36 years 7 months ago
StoryAtom by atom lavadis176 years 7 months ago
StoryOh! What an Atmosphere (IP) Cavalcader266 years 8 months ago
StoryDead Husbands Kilb50106 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Last Text jolono226 years 10 months ago
StoryDistant to guilt Highhat176 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Colour of Truth Highhat296 years 10 months ago
Forum topicThe Griffin Poetry Book Prize Richard L. Prov...76 years 10 months ago
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StoryGirl by the lake, standing seashore256 years 10 months ago
StoryI have come here for your name lavadis86 years 10 months ago
StoryEvery woman is every woman Calmcarl36 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Gweat Wed Dwagon And The Woman Clothed In The Thun The Walrus126 years 10 months ago
StoryCheck Mate sid296 years 10 months ago
StoryOxygen Highhat236 years 10 months ago
StoryAdam's Crib maudsy66 years 10 months ago

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My stories

Cherry

Why do you fear me?

if you had not been way-laid by the memory of a face of insufferable beauty

Tortuously delicate embraces

It had been less than two weeks since he had slammed down his pint showering me in coruscating petals
Cherry

I knew she was corruptible

I knew she was corruptible I just didn't know how
Cherry

Our friendship died today

the stubbled hegemony of your stench transporting me back to the time when were still able to drown out the static and sleep
Poem of the week

Atom by atom

it is as if you are being disseminated atom by atom like the febrile mist rising from a battlefield

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