Poette

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StoryBeing Poette02 years 7 months ago
StoryAfter the storm Poette42 years 10 months ago
StoryShell-shocked Poette03 years 4 months ago
StoryAnother Autumn Poette13 years 6 months ago
StoryDon't look back Poette03 years 9 months ago
StoryGather The Wind Poette24 years 7 months ago
StoryThrob Points Poette04 years 10 months ago
StoryA while ago Poette04 years 11 months ago
StoryNo title Poette05 years 2 months ago
StoryTremors Poette05 years 5 months ago
StoryEyes Wide Shut Poette06 years 2 weeks ago
StoryOn this day the 7th of April Poette36 years 4 weeks ago
StoryFix me Epstein - Then I met my own Scouse-Jew Poette66 years 2 months ago
StoryBetween bookends Poette26 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Wolf loquaciousicity66 years 6 months ago
StoryFag ends Poette07 years 1 month ago
StoryGod Knows J.P. Oertel68 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Triumph of Death Poette08 years 3 months ago
StoryThe confluence of word and sound Poette48 years 3 months ago
StoryThe recluse is back from the United States Poette28 years 3 months ago
StoryIt's alright Ma, it's only karma Poette48 years 3 months ago
StoryEnjoy It for What It Is Poette08 years 6 months ago
StoryTime Poette08 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Joy of Invoice Poette08 years 9 months ago
StoryStalker Love Story, Part One: Beach Horseinabathtub48 years 10 months ago

My stories

Being

Being, Now, Softly-spoken Sensing, Reaching, Leaving well alone Inside you, Open, All fingers nimble, A bubble surrounding Cocooning you from time...

After the storm

In the calm succeeding the storm, effort subsides and the meadow has already shown itself to be patient. The rough clumps of bordering nettles, all...

Shell-shocked

I’ve never much subscribed to the tepid logic that because your time is limited, you better well make good use of it. Getting stuck in, making the...

Another Autumn

Another autumn On the trill track of time Another majesty Another unforeseen sigh. Another whispering pine Another decline One more inward tear. A...

Don't look back

Behind your head all the things that you missed congealed, washed away, also stuck mainly in the bulbousness of your neck like things blocked,...

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