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StoryMan With A Plan skinner_jennifer172 years 2 months ago
StoryA HORSE WOMAN I AM NOT skinner_jennifer154 years 1 week ago
StoryMuffled Watch pipkinini15 years 2 months ago
StoryYour name pipkinini06 years 1 week ago
StoryRemembered? pipkinini06 years 1 week ago
StoryCosmic Conversation pipkinini06 years 2 months ago
Storyrainbow feeling pipkinini26 years 3 months ago
StoryShe pipkinini06 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Day That Went South pipkinini16 years 4 months ago
StoryWalking with Jeanie PoetonaHill216 years 5 months ago
StoryOf a Saturday Silver Spun Sand236 years 6 months ago
StoryCheetah pipkinini36 years 6 months ago
CollectionPoems from a younger time pipkinini06 years 6 months ago
StoryI Wish I Was A Star pipkinini09 years 2 months ago
StoryAnd Then There Was Light... pipkinini19 years 12 months ago
CollectionOld Works pipkinini09 years 12 months ago
StoryIn the Stillness of the Night skinner_jennifer159 years 12 months ago
StoryCherry Trees and Peach Trees (Seasonal Rhyme) well-wisher49 years 12 months ago
StoryThe Wicker Girl and the Deaf Boy Jessiibear39 years 12 months ago
StoryI Wish I Was A Butterfly pipkinini19 years 12 months ago
StoryTake Flight pipkinini09 years 12 months ago
StoryAs Soon As the Sun Goes Down... pipkinini110 years 8 months ago
StorySad Snow pipkinini110 years 10 months ago
StoryGone pipkinini010 years 10 months ago
StoryI Feel So Trapped... pipkinini311 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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