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StoryMan With A Plan skinner_jennifer174 years 3 months ago
StoryA HORSE WOMAN I AM NOT skinner_jennifer156 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMuffled Watch pipkinini17 years 3 months ago
StoryYour name pipkinini08 years 3 weeks ago
StoryRemembered? pipkinini08 years 3 weeks ago
StoryCosmic Conversation pipkinini08 years 3 months ago
Storyrainbow feeling pipkinini18 years 3 months ago
StoryShe pipkinini08 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Day That Went South pipkinini18 years 5 months ago
StoryWalking with Jeanie PoetonaHill198 years 6 months ago
StoryOf a Saturday Silver Spun Sand238 years 6 months ago
StoryCheetah pipkinini38 years 6 months ago
CollectionPoems from a younger time pipkinini08 years 6 months ago
StoryI Wish I Was A Star pipkinini011 years 2 months ago
StoryAnd Then There Was Light... pipkinini112 years 1 week ago
CollectionOld Works pipkinini012 years 1 week ago
StoryIn the Stillness of the Night skinner_jennifer1512 years 1 week ago
StoryCherry Trees and Peach Trees (Seasonal Rhyme) well-wisher412 years 1 week ago
StoryThe Wicker Girl and the Deaf Boy Jessiibear312 years 1 week ago
StoryI Wish I Was A Butterfly pipkinini112 years 1 week ago
StoryTake Flight pipkinini012 years 1 week ago
StoryAs Soon As the Sun Goes Down... pipkinini112 years 9 months ago
StorySad Snow pipkinini112 years 10 months ago
StoryGone pipkinini012 years 10 months ago
StoryI Feel So Trapped... pipkinini313 years 1 month ago

My stories

Your name

you are hell and heaven, the words from a spell mystifying, lurid, fantastical. you are a spiritual venture, the essence of higher self captivating,...

Remembered?

Remembered or forgotten? the fear of never having been alive Words gazed upon Not seen before or again Their intentions lost, six feet below in what'...

Cosmic Conversation

Stars and their conversations, dancing with words glued to their glistens Blazing phrases in their wakes, a trail of cosmic charisma Fueled with...

rainbow feeling

you are everything. my eyes bleed in colors for you, left with black and purple my heart beats in gray tones red left to dry thumping alone my lungs...

She

She was a star at dawn, a flower's first bloom in spring, a newborn puppy. She knew only of what it was to be happy, generous, lovely. Her heart was...

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