Jane Hyphen

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StoryVacant Jane Hyphen512 years 8 months ago
Storythe vitality of a vessel a.lesser.thing1112 years 8 months ago
StoryThings Piss Me Off... (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand1812 years 8 months ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Eight - The Anniversary cont'd Jane Hyphen212 years 8 months ago
StoryFuneral TheGameCat1312 years 9 months ago
StoryTime of the year, really .. denni1812 years 9 months ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Eight - The Anniversary Jane Hyphen212 years 9 months ago
StoryHeading Downstream primate212 years 10 months ago
StoryWHEN WE WERE ANIMALS moonphish312 years 10 months ago
StoryThere Once Was A Time...... Jane Hyphen412 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Strangers on the Trains ( Part 5) jolono1112 years 10 months ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Seven - Spider's Story Jane Hyphen212 years 10 months ago
StorySong of the Big Belly Oak skinner_jennifer3512 years 10 months ago
StoryNewborn pbdean312 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Story That Must be Told ( End) jolono3412 years 10 months ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Four - The Jules House Jane Hyphen212 years 10 months ago
StoryGo Feral! Jane Hyphen612 years 10 months ago
StoryShould You Really Have Shaved That Thing? The Talisman912 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Scrump Brother's Poem Thebighand5212 years 10 months ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Five - The Spooner's Return Jane Hyphen212 years 11 months ago
StoryI, Doody Claire God213 years 1 day ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Two - The Rob cont'd Jane Hyphen313 years 4 weeks ago

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Cherry

There's Nothing To See Here

There's nothing to see here You've seen it all Pupils fixed, legs bent It's neither close nor far away You're safe in your home This dreamy cocoon so...

The Fatberg

Perhaps it was simply a lifestyle choice To be lilly-skinned and nebulous While alas most of the rest of us Amass useful muscles and worry lines We...
Gold cherry

On Sizzling Days

Who knows why the bald man Lusteth over the lidless car Only to flaunt, on sizzling days His wrinkly, glistening dome As solar rays propel his heart So far from wife and kids and home

Midsummer Stillness

The magic came At evening tide As fissures of fire Cracked honied skies And sun-warmed rocks Were all aglow As floating words Rode windless air I stepped into the garden And felt a charge

George and Spider Part Twelve - The Momentum Continues

The two men exited the flat and began their journey to the pub.

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