Jane Hyphen
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| Story | Her 64th boyfriend | lavadis | 18 | 12 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Herself at Christmas | Jane Hyphen | 2 | 12 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Queer as Folk | Bee | 11 | 12 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Cat-Omen | Cake-queen | 13 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Pachyderm Limbs | Jane Hyphen | 8 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Nan | Bee | 13 | 12 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Merry Christmas, Mom | randy-johnson | 1 | 12 years 9 months ago |
| Story | school photos 32 | celticman | 17 | 12 years 9 months ago |
| Story | The Way I Feel | Bee | 18 | 12 years 9 months ago |
| Story | school photos 24 | celticman | 20 | 12 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Judith and Jake - Part Two of Two | hudsonmoon | 12 | 12 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Superfattycalorificextrahalitosis | Buschell | 2 | 12 years 9 months ago |
| Story | school photos 19 | celticman | 16 | 12 years 9 months ago |
| Story | I Went Back To My Hometown | Jane Hyphen | 4 | 12 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Sandy | Jane Hyphen | 4 | 12 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Hormones | misskelizabeth | 4 | 12 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Judith and Jake - Part One of Two | hudsonmoon | 14 | 12 years 9 months ago |
| Story | What If | Bee | 37 | 12 years 9 months ago |
| Story | school photos 17 | celticman | 21 | 12 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Where do Spiders go in Autumn? | well-wisher | 1 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Baby Fog | Jane Hyphen | 3 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Story | The death of Terrence Oblong | The Other Terre... | 9 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Story | George and Spider - The Execution cont'd | Jane Hyphen | 0 | 12 years 11 months ago |
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| Forum topic | Conan the librarian | blackjack-davey | 7 | 12 years 11 months ago |
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The Dirty Christmas Kiss
Life is twisted, things don’t always go in straight lines but as long as you can get back on the path, you might be okay; that was the conclusion I...
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Magpies
Walking in the dead grey November days, just slits Open wide enough to see Magpies gather in a tree ‘You’re alive,’ they rasp I check myself; a...
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Autopsy of a Boss
We don’t know how he died, he was slumped over the scanner, no real sign of injury but a drip, like a blood road, stark red against his pale skin had...
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Trodden Steps
How many trodden steps? Pain contained, muted In this our survival trance We were treading the abyss The sparks of our youth Extinguished in the mud...
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The Hidden Help
They’re back The hidden help I woke with them inside Something’s wrong They talk among themselves And they are right, just Like the voice I heard...
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Some people are able to write
Posted on Tue, 23 Jun 2015
Some people are able to write poems which massage the brain. This is one of them Terry. The title put me off and I didn't think I'd enjoy it but I really did. It made me salivate and my brain is refreshed, ready to see beauty in the world again...
Read full commentPosted in To Isolde, A Gift - If Only You'll Be Mine
What a sweet tribute to your
Posted on Tue, 16 Jun 2015
What a sweet tribute to your mother, she looks lovely in the photo by the way. Recently I have been remembering lots of little things about my dad who died eight years ago, they come back to me like small subconsious gifts. Memories of your...
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Love this - a situation joins
Posted on Mon, 11 May 2015
Love this - a situation joins up blithely into something more complete than it could have been.
Read full commentPosted in For the Love of Her
This is very evocative for me
Posted on Tue, 28 Apr 2015
This is very evocative for me. My dad was an Ansell's lifer, paid partly in beer tokens. I used to look down from the expressway and think how I wouldn't want to walk down there among the huge concrete pillars with that smell of HP - terrifying....
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An unusual tale which I
Posted on Wed, 11 Dec 2013
An unusual tale which I enjoyed very much. By the way that's surely my ancient Russian Blue in the photo!
Read full commentPosted in Cat-Omen
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