Stephen Thom

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StorySynaesthetic Musings Rhiannonw88 years 10 months ago
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StoryLighthouses 3 Stephen Thom68 years 10 months ago
StoryFresh Beginnings ( Pt 2 ) skinner_jennifer148 years 10 months ago
StorySelfies hoalarg148 years 10 months ago
StoryThey Called Him a Tramp. I Called Him Joe Silver Spun Sand188 years 10 months ago
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StoryEighteen part one slinkygirl8138 years 10 months ago
StoryTop Of The Tree. jolono188 years 10 months ago
StoryWe Splashed Richard L. Prov...48 years 10 months ago
StoryFake love_writing28 years 10 months ago
StoryFlowers (Part Two of Two) (IP) airyfairy198 years 10 months ago
StoryClocks on a Wall bluebirdtales28 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Finlay Moss Five Minute Rule kheldar28 years 10 months ago
StoryGrave news Pat G109 years 1 month ago
StoryThe tax haven problem The Other Terre...59 years 2 months ago
StoryIn A Lifetime... Penny4athought69 years 2 months ago
StoryChinook (Poetry Monthly) Philip Sidney229 years 3 months ago
StoryFine Bee229 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Softening of Storms Rhiannonw139 years 4 months ago
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Foundations

Yourself The automatic doors snark an impatient hiss and he rushes out. Clots of rain thrum the sidewalks. He ducks into a phone box and it is a...
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How to make snow

1747 The slip of beach was cold and grey and along it a line of robed figures knelt before the aperture. Heavy rain pasted their cloaks and hoods to...
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Cocoon

The van beat a clunking, jittery path through the endless twists of gravel road. The driver flicked his fag butt out the window. 'You got three days...
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String

Alongside The envelope was cut clear from the blue of the carpet. K stooped to pick it up. He was turning to deposit it beside the phone when...
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Waves

Rain spat bitterly, and the wind buffeted him along. The shop windows carried Tom's blurry reflection under veils of condensation, slipping in and...

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