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StoryStrange Little Creature Vladislas3217 years 4 months ago
StoryObsessive-Compulsive Vladislas3209 years 4 months ago
StoryThings Left Behind Vladislas3209 years 5 months ago
StorySex Ed. Redux Vladislas3219 years 7 months ago
StoryDreaming in Deep Space Vladislas3219 years 9 months ago
StoryPorches Vladislas3229 years 9 months ago
StoryHomage to Mr. Ginsberg Vladislas3249 years 10 months ago
StoryScribbles From the End: Apocalypse Love Vladislas3249 years 10 months ago
StoryInjections Vladislas3219 years 10 months ago
StorySand, Water and Blood Vladislas32110 years 2 months ago
StoryHiding In the Sky Vladislas32010 years 2 months ago
StoryLighthouse Vladislas32010 years 2 months ago
StoryStormy Voices Vladislas32010 years 3 months ago
StoryDevil? Vladislas32310 years 4 months ago
StoryMidsummer's Eve Vladislas32010 years 4 months ago
StoryMeditation Vladislas32010 years 4 months ago
StoryThe City on the Burning Hill Vladislas32010 years 5 months ago
StorySong of Providence Vladislas32310 years 5 months ago
StoryUnsolved Grenade Attacks Vladislas32510 years 5 months ago
StoryIn the Meantime... Vladislas32010 years 5 months ago
StorySeth Vladislas32010 years 5 months ago
StoryNervous Laughter in the Church Vladislas32210 years 5 months ago
StoryWalnut Shells Vladislas32110 years 5 months ago
StoryBanned Books Vladislas32810 years 6 months ago
Storywish pumadelta210 years 6 months ago

My stories

Obsessive-Compulsive

What’s that? Oh yes, It’s that tongue in my ear again. Burrowing down inside Tickling the nerves that make my heart race And carving numbers into my...

Things Left Behind

What will be left when you die? Bones, of course. Blackening skin. A new home for hundreds of bugs and their offspring. A jar of ashes, if that's the...

Dreaming in Deep Space

Part I Deliberately destitute in the desert On this place of mostly water. Stripped of clothing and of pretence. We, as human beings, are ever drawn...
Cherry

Porches

The Front Porch. The unsung hero of civilisation. It was On grand porticos of stone and marble Where high-minded Greeks milled, thought, Building the...

Injections

Money. Money. Where is it? I need the money. It was here a second ago. My hands, They’re trembling. I can’t grip it. Ten dollars for a square inch of...

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