Stephen Thom

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StoryDoing a good thing Stephen Thom1310 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Coal Porter ralph310 years 11 months ago
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StoryNotes from a Dirt Engineer - Potted Husband Jane Hyphen710 years 11 months ago
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StoryFlight of the Bumblebee Bee1610 years 11 months ago
StoryTree Me Bee2710 years 11 months ago
StorySometimes I see shiny green glass Costmary210 years 11 months ago
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StoryAll As I Watched Bee1210 years 11 months ago
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StoryI'm Not Here to Talk to You... Silver Spun Sand1010 years 11 months ago
StoryReprieve (please stay here with me) Stephen Thom610 years 11 months ago
StoryHere is your thread Stephen Thom1610 years 11 months ago
StoryGave it to the sea Stephen Thom2110 years 11 months ago
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StoryPrincipal Wang socialeaf1910 years 11 months ago
StoryGrowing wings Pat G1110 years 11 months ago

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As long as sea beats on stone

The sleek body of the dive bomber plunged, the arc of its wingspan and tremendous feedbacked screech cutting the air around it to ribbons. The ships...
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Bird as messenger

I had to get a train away from this place tomorrow. Rain drummed the balcony outside my window, and the moon was a sharp knife cut through felt. The...
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Lord of flies

She was standing facing the cupboard in the corner when my eyes flicked open. I blinked twice in the thick dark, still caught in the slip between...
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Smudge

It was starting to rain when I arrived home in the evening. A woman was crying on the stairwell as I walked up, on the landing underneath my own flat...

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