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StoryCrick cabruce210 years 10 months ago
StoryLife's Soup cabruce210 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Dolls cabruce111 years 2 months ago
StoryFrom the Sun’s Rays cabruce011 years 2 months ago
StoryLara's Song cabruce611 years 2 months ago
StoryLeaving Mia cabruce011 years 2 months ago
StoryWhenever I kiss her, I always hear cabruce011 years 2 months ago
StoryUpon staring out my frostbitten window, the stars began to swoon cabruce011 years 2 months ago
StoryMind Matter cabruce011 years 2 months ago
StoryShe was once called Rapunzel cabruce011 years 2 months ago
StoryTick Tick Tock cabruce012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryFor Walnuts! cabruce012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryDark Tidings cabruce012 years 3 weeks ago
StoryCreeping Feeling cabruce012 years 3 weeks ago
StoryCones around the manhole cabruce212 years 3 weeks ago
StoryComing Soon cabruce212 years 3 weeks ago
StoryChance Glances cabruce212 years 3 weeks ago
StoryA question cabruce112 years 3 weeks ago
StoryA beating in my heart cabruce012 years 3 weeks ago
StoryA day before my daughter is born cabruce012 years 3 weeks ago
StoryWaiting cabruce012 years 2 months ago
StoryWaves Upon My Head cabruce012 years 2 months ago
StoryWorlds Will Collide cabruce012 years 2 months ago
Storythe Dog Lover’s Cat cabruce212 years 2 months ago
StoryParting Tears cabruce012 years 2 months ago

My stories

Crick

‘Hush your mouth,’ Mama said, wielding a wooden spoon, ‘the word is creek.’ But Mama creek is the dying sound of that which is already dead. Creek is...

Life's Soup

My mother cut a piece of meat from her arm. Tears poured from her face and blood spilled on the floor. My mother took her flesh and put it in the...
Cherry

The Dolls

1 With her last will and testament my aunt left me a china doll with hair of golden curl and baby blue eyes. 2 As a child she was locked away behind...
Cherry

From the Sun’s Rays

I was young, when I roamed the dance school’s halls in white socks, where music lingered in the corners, seeping into cracks in the wood floor, to...

Leaving Mia

for Jenni Schaefer She was a cruel mistress, who lived at the back of my throat, who stung my tonsils and stained my tongue, who pushed my head down...

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