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Storycrushed ice crushed paracetamol mikilowe013 years 2 weeks ago
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Storycross hatches bad love mikilowe013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryM. Eve mikilowe013 years 2 weeks ago
Storynyx and erebos mikilowe113 years 2 weeks ago
Storythis is england mikilowe913 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe winter portrait mikilowe113 years 2 weeks ago
Storythe night walk to the slaughterhouse mikilowe213 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMy name is Jimmy mikilowe013 years 2 weeks ago
Storyfruit flies mikilowe013 years 2 weeks ago
Storythe plug hole of the bath mikilowe013 years 2 weeks ago
Storyoysters have long black eye lashes. mikilowe113 years 2 weeks ago
Storysaccharine boots mikilowe113 years 2 weeks ago
StoryDark Horses mikilowe113 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe elegant Slaughterhouse mikilowe013 years 2 weeks ago
Storyswamp mikilowe113 years 2 weeks ago
StoryNear the Close mikilowe213 years 2 weeks ago
Storyyour throat overflows mikilowe113 years 2 months ago
Storyyou drew on your cigarettes mikilowe113 years 2 months ago
StoryFortunately And Unfortunately The Walrus813 years 4 months ago

My stories

The elegant Slaughterhouse

On the table, there's a few piles, of paper , on some of them, in some place, the silver dust is scratched away, and where the halides and tones are gone there's a sharp, clean incisive cut

swamp

He told me, with an earnest face, that ones like those are not loyal. He said I know their'e kind, I know them well, they grow rooted deep in the silt.

Near the Close

You always sat at peace in an immaculate space ,Whilst I listened to the taps whistling, soflty Elbows on the little square, of a filthy counter. And so I looked at every nervy look

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