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StoryBefore Life on Mars Silver Spun Sand813 years 4 days ago
CollectionPOEMS BY MOONPHISH moonphish313 years 4 days ago
StoryThe Poetess Silver Spun Sand613 years 4 days ago
StoryThe Green Faerie Silver Spun Sand1613 years 5 days ago
StoryHOLLOW DRUM moonphish613 years 5 days ago
StoryLEFT, RIGHT ? moonphish213 years 1 week ago
StoryFour ASBOs and a Wedding (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand1813 years 1 week ago
StoryGOD'S GIVEN GRACES moonphish313 years 1 week ago
StoryDay One jolono1113 years 1 week ago
StoryWhat I Really Really Want Silver Spun Sand613 years 1 week ago
StoryThese I Have Loved Silver Spun Sand813 years 1 week ago
StoryMoon Child Silver Spun Sand1313 years 1 week ago
StoryBees in Amber Silver Spun Sand1213 years 1 week ago
StoryBus rage .. denni1913 years 2 weeks ago
StoryUNLIKELY YET SO LOVELY moonphish413 years 2 weeks ago
StoryTHE BREATH OF GOD moonphish213 years 2 weeks ago
StoryON YOUR KNEES moonphish413 years 2 weeks ago
StoryRELIGION IN THE WOMB moonphish313 years 2 weeks ago
Story The Last Cigarette Silver Spun Sand1213 years 3 weeks ago
Story'Open Wide' .. denni11213 years 4 weeks ago
StoryWritten in the Stars Silver Spun Sand813 years 4 weeks ago
StoryRun Roe Deer Run Silver Spun Sand1413 years 4 weeks ago
Storybabysitting emilyksmith713 years 4 weeks ago
StoryLiving in hope .. denni1713 years 4 weeks ago
StoryWho's fault .. denni1513 years 4 weeks ago

My stories

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WATUSI

watusi was the shyest boy that dwelt within the tribe and all the other children there would always taunt and gibe . each night, the young would...

BORN SMART

the moment we arrive we are confused as we can be we hear sounds that hurt our eardrums only blurry lights we see . how pathetic an existence when we...

DRINKING TO REMEMBER

she sure could hold her liquor and i sure could handle mine that's when we'd hold each other while our blood turned into wine . it seems that we were...

EIGHT SECONDS

a man considered suicide to gain eternal sleep to reach this lofty goal from a tall building, he would leap . he made the calculations and concluded...

FLIP THE HOURGLASS

life is like a poem sometimes a stream of thought so pure but nature can go haywire and malfunctions may occur . instead of flowing couplets there's...

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