Jane Hyphen

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StoryDentist celticman2112 years 6 months ago
StoryVacant Jane Hyphen512 years 6 months ago
Storythe vitality of a vessel a.lesser.thing1112 years 6 months ago
StoryThings Piss Me Off... (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand1812 years 6 months ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Eight - The Anniversary cont'd Jane Hyphen212 years 6 months ago
StoryFuneral TheGameCat1312 years 7 months ago
StoryTime of the year, really .. denni1812 years 7 months ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Eight - The Anniversary Jane Hyphen212 years 7 months ago
StoryHeading Downstream primate212 years 7 months ago
StoryWHEN WE WERE ANIMALS moonphish312 years 8 months ago
StoryThere Once Was A Time...... Jane Hyphen412 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Strangers on the Trains ( Part 5) jolono1112 years 8 months ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Seven - Spider's Story Jane Hyphen212 years 8 months ago
StorySong of the Big Belly Oak skinner_jennifer3512 years 8 months ago
StoryNewborn pbdean312 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Story That Must be Told ( End) jolono3412 years 8 months ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Four - The Jules House Jane Hyphen212 years 8 months ago
StoryGo Feral! Jane Hyphen612 years 8 months ago
StoryShould You Really Have Shaved That Thing? The Talisman912 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Scrump Brother's Poem Thebighand5212 years 8 months ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Five - The Spooner's Return Jane Hyphen212 years 9 months ago
StoryI, Doody Claire God212 years 10 months ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Two - The Rob cont'd Jane Hyphen312 years 10 months ago

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Sandy

Sandy is breaking Her face is cracked, roasted leather A bad good marriage drained her Twenty years at the back of a shelf Three grown children her...

I Went Back To My Hometown

I went back to my hometown Walked the sombre shrunken streets Where concrete lampposts stand in line Immune to trend and time and tide And groaning...
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George and Spider - The Execution cont'd

'It's bloody freezing Fran!' said Arthur as he bent to unlock the front door of his jewellery shop. Francis screwed up his nose and stepped back, a...
Cherry

Baby Fog

Week by week, month by month Her spirit fades, her edge now blunt She was once a party queen, a champagne girl, A corporate slick, mingled with the...

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