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StoryThat's What I Call Poetry Silver Spun Sand2413 years 10 months ago
StoryCatatonic harrietmacmillan713 years 10 months ago
StoryINKY INDIGO moonphish813 years 10 months ago
StoryAutumn Reflections alphadog1213 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Blackness suz1613 years 10 months ago
StoryFLEDGLING moonphish313 years 10 months ago
StoryFIDDLER CRABS moonphish713 years 10 months ago
StoryZYANYA moonphish213 years 10 months ago
StoryI'd do this for you. jolono2413 years 10 months ago
StoryVIOLIN SPIDERS moonphish913 years 10 months ago
StoryTHE FORGOTTEN POEM moonphish413 years 10 months ago
StoryICICLE EYES moonphish413 years 10 months ago
StoryTHE LONELINESS OF TIDES moonphish213 years 10 months ago
StoryI LOVE U moonphish213 years 10 months ago
StoryEYES SEE YOU moonphish613 years 10 months ago
StoryNINJAS OF HAIKU moonphish313 years 10 months ago
StoryPOPPININ AND APOPPINOUT moonphish313 years 10 months ago
StoryUNAMUSED moonphish713 years 10 months ago
StorySomewhere In Between girlbear613 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Angel & The Mermaid well-wisher613 years 10 months ago
StoryCurtains. ScoZen3013 years 10 months ago
StoryTHE ORGAN moonphish413 years 10 months ago
StoryHER HAND IN MARRIAGE moonphish613 years 10 months ago
StoryTwenty One Sooz0061113 years 10 months ago

My stories

WHO COULD HAVE PENNED A BETTER SCRIPT ?

i'd ask, "who dealt this mess" when i let the deal go down i left my mind at home while my body went to town . i was the star that shone while the...

LAST NIGHT HERE ON EARTH

our time is so expensive just a sampling, we own with so much time, just spent, confused and so much more, just blown . we've eaten time like candy...

OVER THINKING

i think i'm over thinking logic's winking like a fool my energy is sinking like an unplugged power tool . the more a concept's growing i am throwing...

WHEN BODIES MISBEHAVE

one wonders what's occurring when two persons lay in bed with flesh that's still awake while drowsing soundly, are their heads . flesh might demand...

SWEET AS FROSTED FLAKES

i often call you "sugar" for i like the way you taste but if you were real sugar you would go straight to my waist i look into your eyes...and my...

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