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StoryWe Women Bee199 years 6 months ago
StoryTHE ONE IN THE NEST seashore399 years 6 months ago
StoryChandelier EB139 years 7 months ago
StoryTwice you have painted a lighthouse. love_writing149 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Making of Love Silver Spun Sand129 years 7 months ago
StoryOn reaching the end (again) Parson Thru19 years 7 months ago
StoryAs long as sea beats on stone Stephen Thom159 years 7 months ago
StoryShut it (and other words) love_writing39 years 7 months ago
StoryBird (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand89 years 7 months ago
StoryPlease, leave the light on. ( The reply) jolono229 years 7 months ago
StoryThoughts bubble up … Rhiannonw179 years 8 months ago
StoryMaid of Honour love_writing69 years 8 months ago
StoryMother, mirror, daughter love_writing69 years 8 months ago
StoryPassing Through - 3/3 - Passing time with no time Stephen Thom129 years 8 months ago
StoryPassing Through - 2/3 - Passing Through/Stuck in a Fence Stephen Thom159 years 8 months ago
StoryPassing Through - 1/3 - Passing the time/Three-day work trip Stephen Thom99 years 8 months ago
StoryA Pillock's Castle airyfairy109 years 8 months ago
StoryWriting It Off Bee339 years 9 months ago
StorySeeing the Light Silver Spun Sand169 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Station love_writing89 years 9 months ago
Storyrunning in the rain Deliberately Ev...279 years 10 months ago
Blog entryABCtaler Strikes It Big scratch99 years 10 months ago
Storythe big check up celticman39 years 10 months ago
Storyoot ma heed. love_writing109 years 10 months ago
StoryLines in the Sand (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand129 years 10 months ago

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My stories

Cherry

Ready. Aim. Fire.

Before , when they barely knew each other, Ben told her he had a secret. It prickled for years, under the surface, under her skin. He would often...
Gold cherry

You know the sort

You know the sort, wide mouthed, google-eyes blinking like car lights the type to stand back from the crowd in dusty tweeds, puff puffing on a pipe...

I remember

I remember watching her eat a six pack of sticky snowballs with her back against the grey radiator. I remember seeing a boy peeing onto the base of...
Cherry

The Inquisitive Mood

Do you know what a supernova event is? Would you do it for charity without knowing what it is? Or a fire-walk? Maybe next year you could do the Loony...
Cherry

Exercise in Style in Four Ways

Innocence He looks funny, like a dwarf, or a midget (don’t tell mum; I’m not allowed to use those words). But yes, like he should be in a circus! He...

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