Jane Hyphen

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StoryI Still Miss You Terribly randy-johnson110 years 3 months ago
StoryNotes from a Dirt Engineer - The Pit Jane Hyphen210 years 4 months ago
StoryApril Jane Hyphen710 years 4 months ago
StoryPillock's Castle (3) airyfairy1210 years 4 months ago
StoryA fleeting moment of beauty Yvonne Anderson1010 years 4 months ago
StoryNotes from a Dirt Engineer - Old Apple Trees Jane Hyphen610 years 4 months ago
StoryNotes from a Dirt Engineer - Failure Jane Hyphen410 years 4 months ago
StoryEven Stephen. jolono2210 years 4 months ago
StoryA celebration of austerity Terrence Oblong1010 years 4 months ago
StoryFor the Love of Her Silver Spun Sand610 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Scrambled Eggplant - A Craven Danger Mystery hudsonmoon1410 years 5 months ago
StoryChinese Girlfriend Jane Hyphen710 years 5 months ago
StoryRambling celticman1210 years 5 months ago
StoryLemon Shark Jane Hyphen410 years 5 months ago
Storysnap celticman1310 years 5 months ago
StoryCurriculum vitae Parson Thru910 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Who's Who of Who Jane Hyphen410 years 5 months ago
StoryBarcelona Midnight pleurotus310 years 5 months ago
StoryLet's Move On Immediately-Part Two geegogs1810 years 5 months ago
StoryCURSE Bee1910 years 7 months ago
Storyyou get what not celticman2110 years 7 months ago
StorySeven Sins agnosticnun810 years 7 months ago
StoryHow To Train Your Dog K-Burgin1410 years 8 months ago
StoryFifty-Fifty rosaliekempthorne511 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Shelf- Part Three Jane Hyphen211 years 3 months ago

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My stories

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The End of the Evening

‘Can we move the table a bit Arni, I want to be in the shade.’ Arnold removed the wine glasses and placed them carefully on the ground, he held the...
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Duka's Return

‘Enver, Enver, your lunch!’ The dappled shade from the pine tree is perfect for sitting and writing but he never gets further than the first two...
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Teeth

Teeth, pale stones planted deep In pits of fleshy pink, glistening Within the black hole, the orifice Of sustenance, speech and breath Blankets of...
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Ant

The sun is shining Hot air builds Heat haze hovers And hoovers into holes Heed the Hymenoptera The ant is out Out and about And all its kith and kin...

Base Camp

I know this place This space, my landing After that familiar fall Towards the silence Of my enduring cell I’ve been here before Closed and still...

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