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StoryNothing Luigi92212 years 4 months ago
StoryYOU ARE MY BEACH moonphish412 years 4 months ago
StoryBefore Life on Mars Silver Spun Sand812 years 4 months ago
CollectionPOEMS BY MOONPHISH moonphish312 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Poetess Silver Spun Sand612 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Green Faerie Silver Spun Sand1612 years 4 months ago
StoryHOLLOW DRUM moonphish612 years 4 months ago
StoryLEFT, RIGHT ? moonphish212 years 4 months ago
StoryFour ASBOs and a Wedding (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand1812 years 4 months ago
StoryGOD'S GIVEN GRACES moonphish312 years 4 months ago
StoryDay One jolono1112 years 4 months ago
StoryWhat I Really Really Want Silver Spun Sand812 years 4 months ago
StoryThese I Have Loved Silver Spun Sand812 years 4 months ago
StoryMoon Child Silver Spun Sand1312 years 4 months ago
StoryBees in Amber Silver Spun Sand1212 years 4 months ago
StoryBus rage .. denni11012 years 4 months ago
StoryUNLIKELY YET SO LOVELY moonphish412 years 4 months ago
StoryTHE BREATH OF GOD moonphish212 years 4 months ago
StoryON YOUR KNEES moonphish412 years 4 months ago
StoryRELIGION IN THE WOMB moonphish412 years 4 months ago
Story The Last Cigarette Silver Spun Sand1212 years 5 months ago
Story'Open Wide' .. denni11212 years 5 months ago
StoryWritten in the Stars Silver Spun Sand812 years 5 months ago
StoryRun Roe Deer Run Silver Spun Sand1412 years 5 months ago
Storybabysitting emilyksmith712 years 5 months ago

My stories

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...

HORNS HOLD UP MY HALO

horns hold up my halo and my pitchfork tail behind is hidden underneath a robe that's splendidly divine . i've never played a harp before but i've...

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