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StoryPythagorean's Theorem Beeme1412 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Surreal Monologue of a Baby Grand Played… in Sexual Minor MaggieG812 years 8 months ago
StoryGod the drunken carpenter seannelson212 years 8 months ago
Storybig nothing haiku seannelson512 years 8 months ago
StoryAn Entity of Thirds russiangypsy212 years 8 months ago
StoryConceptual poem, Humping russiangypsy512 years 8 months ago
StoryUnexpected Intrusions of Beauty MistakenMagic3112 years 8 months ago
StoryMy Personal Farmer (Bonus Pack) marvin the pig1112 years 8 months ago
StoryShe knew theronware212 years 8 months ago
StoryTin Trailers, and Denim Hats MaggieG1512 years 8 months ago
StoryYou'll Need To Go Mad Before You Get Better Gunnerson412 years 8 months ago
Forum topicThoughts on Electronic Books Lem1412 years 8 months ago
StoryQuaint from a Distance MaggieG912 years 8 months ago
StoryTrue Love shay2203512 years 8 months ago
StoryDown But Not Out oldpesky2212 years 8 months ago
StoryHurray, Hurray, I'm Your Silver Lining MaliciousMudkip412 years 8 months ago
Storythe chemical blade intercedes sonora112 years 8 months ago
Forum topicFunniest writier in the English-speaking Language... barryj1112 years 8 months ago
StoryA Small Tribute to Seve Ballesteros oldpesky2012 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Days of Maggie Spencer Silver Spun Sand1612 years 8 months ago
Forum topicFavourite Lines Or Quotes. styx1312 years 8 months ago
StoryAsylum francisraymonda...612 years 8 months ago
StorySpring Pictures Ewan212 years 8 months ago
Story15 weeks to go sarahprowls612 years 8 months ago
StoryExcrements of Soul, and Burial Cloths of Immortal Resurrection MaggieG512 years 8 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Those Forgotten Epyllians

"The more we elaborate our means of communication, the less we communicate". — J.B. Priestly Squatting in thick skinned caves, paged westward we became, nothing more

Moving Pictures of Soldiers, and Goodbyes

( Something for my husband today. He is missed ) She sat silent, pressing palms together,while her head sky dives into psalms being said, by a girl in a movie, (talkie, talkie)

The Cassandra Accounts

Scolding Apollo - When she was a little girl, a Trojan Horse was held in her hand, carving stiff hidden intentions. That female anger became just another constipated state of affairs,
Cherry

Before We were Bistered ( at the request of mark_yelland-brown )

Fling off bistered slings wrapped upon God. Hidden in enshrined shine of dandelion is a symmetry of butter-yellow plumage worn upon joy's bird-face, labile to a breeze,

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