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StoryChildhood Memories a102866610 years 9 months ago
Story In Tune skinner_jennifer1510 years 10 months ago
StoryIndelible Marks of Love a102866210 years 10 months ago
StoryAugust Rhiannonw810 years 11 months ago
StorySummer's Tent Folds a102866210 years 11 months ago
StoryAddicted a102866210 years 11 months ago
StoryA Glint from the Past a102866110 years 11 months ago
StorySchizophrenic Night a102866410 years 11 months ago
StoryBacteria-popping surfaces! Rhiannonw1111 years 1 month ago
StoryMy Supplement Journal a102866711 years 1 month ago
StoryStage Beauty a102866011 years 2 months ago
StoryMile Marker 117 a102866211 years 2 months ago
StoryBarcelona Midnight pleurotus311 years 3 months ago
StoryAnother Indigestible Scholastic Poem a102866211 years 4 months ago
StoryFebruary Rhiannonw1111 years 4 months ago
StorySpring Fling a102866211 years 4 months ago
StoryMy First Slice of Love a102866211 years 5 months ago
StoryNight's Fleeting Passions Subsumed a102866711 years 5 months ago
StoryIn the Shadow of Machu Picchu a102866011 years 5 months ago
StoryShadows of Childhood Summers a102866611 years 5 months ago
StoryBeaujolais Days Silver Spun Sand1211 years 5 months ago
StoryAstronaut chant311 years 5 months ago
StoryThrough the Snowy Veil a102866411 years 5 months ago
StoryShells On My Mind Bee1111 years 5 months ago
StoryFinal March of the Crescent Moon a102866011 years 5 months ago

My stories

Summer's Tent Folds

Summer's creep has ended: searching tendril tips have reached their zenith borne their dividend; the repast enjoyed remnants cached pruning hooks...

Moonstruck

Casting a tent under the pale moon my tawny fibers her bleached strands wrapped in a silver cocoon flung into orbit-- earth's baser elements soaring...

Addicted

Riding along a bumpy road stopping at a fork in the road not by choice or design but from disorientation shorn of his map unable to read the signs...

A Glint from the Past

Great Grandfather's clock strikes midnight through the drawn curtains a glint of moonlight peeps the lacquered surface glows with the light of...

Schizophrenic Night

I sit alone under the starry night dark patches encase the light vapid holes without conduits fringed by a parade of sparking dots invite my tortured...

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