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StoryDancing smoke love_writing311 years 1 month ago
StoryInner child love_writing211 years 1 month ago
StoryFinding holes blighters rock1611 years 1 month ago
StoryThree floors up, on a Sunday night love_writing511 years 2 months ago
StoryAunts and Uncles ( Part 1) jolono2411 years 2 months ago
StoryIn Cherry Blossom Time Sooz0061211 years 2 months ago
StorySacrelicious london_calling791911 years 2 months ago
StoryMoon Day Mirage love_writing011 years 3 months ago
StorySnow of silence love_writing211 years 3 months ago
StoryChildhood stories love_writing1111 years 3 months ago
StoryLittle bird love_writing211 years 3 months ago
StoryDark Ages Bee1711 years 3 months ago
StoryNew Year's Revolutions Bee2211 years 4 months ago
StoryI sip my flat white. love_writing211 years 4 months ago
StoryOpaque sky love_writing411 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Big Day forest_for_ever711 years 4 months ago
StoryBirth meets death love_writing211 years 4 months ago
StoryMy Mother Myself Silver Spun Sand1211 years 5 months ago
StoryFeeling fragile love_writing211 years 5 months ago
StoryLove the world love_writing211 years 5 months ago
StoryMy Hidden Heart love_writing011 years 5 months ago
StoryThat house love_writing011 years 6 months ago
StoryA Grave love_writing211 years 6 months ago
StoryFossil Grove love_writing012 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Non- Conformist love_writing012 years 1 month ago

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The makings of a thief

Trying a bit of flash fiction..200 words. Money was missing, he knew it must be her; he’d been watching. He said it would be her last shift but she...
Cherry

The first train

He pushes her over the top of the high mesh fence it droops, sags she hears the rip of her denims tear an L shape steadying herself, she jumps down...
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I thought it to be fire

I thought it to be fire a glorious final act ablaze in golden tangerine. Close the crimson velour theatre, darken your eyes from the glare. Then I...

Inner child

Both these things made her feel milky coffee sick; the half- filled application forms, scattered, the dried black ink on her tattered sheet’s. She’d...
Cherry

Dancing smoke

Smoke swirls slowly like a carefully considered Tai Chi movement, taking the shape of least resistance creating and dissolving; revealing itself as...

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