Anne Shirley

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StoryAshes to ashes fromagreenhill215 years 1 month ago
StoryYou and me. Pumpkins and Marshmellows. Anne Shirley215 years 1 month ago
StorySEEDS jay_frankston215 years 1 month ago
StoryFool(ed) TheRoz81115 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Art of Kissing Concrete christajoyce215 years 1 month ago
StoryGlimpses of Hindu Philosophy pkroutray215 years 1 month ago
StoryDirt and Diamonds. Anne Shirley215 years 1 month ago
StoryBlood Before Principle TheRoz81315 years 1 month ago
StoryAbortion pinda115 years 1 month ago
StoryWhen he pulled the telephone out of the wall and slammed it into the filing cabinet lavadis515 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Saviour in the Night. RasiumLane315 years 1 month ago

My stories

I love your bones.

I love your bones. The firm reinforcements behind your skin. I love to see you standing tall, so stable. The hidden system holding you up. Shoulder blades, tantalising

Meat.

Is it me? Or is it the undeniable magic of meat, dangled before a wolf? Are my quiet attempts to shuffle past a giant signpost of vulnerability? My movements, the squirm of a fish

I wont apologise.

I wont apologise. But when I look at you I am driven only by repulsion. I find the curl of your mouth disturbing. I just must fix it up. Ill leave a small gap open.

Faith is the answer, when it should be the question.

The deep dark space. The fear. All day we are surronded by the air, and only at night do we feel it take shape.

Sorry, Im just driving through.

Im sorry, Im afraid to slow the ongoing twist of the wheels under my feet,

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