Smitty

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StoryStone Boats Smitty09 years 1 month ago
StoryHaste Smitty19 years 2 months ago
StoryHinges Smitty09 years 6 months ago
StoryPlaces Smitty09 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Bluff Smitty09 years 11 months ago
StoryMuse Smitty410 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Blessed Skin Smitty210 years 2 months ago
StoryPhotographs Smitty010 years 3 months ago
StoryTwo Minutes to Midnight - Test Chapter (church) Bethan Hall310 years 5 months ago
StoryPenance Smitty010 years 6 months ago
Forum topicApproaching Publishers Smitty510 years 6 months ago
StoryBook of Lain (completed prologue) unedited Smitty410 years 6 months ago
Forum topicHolidaymakers gunned down on a Beach in Tunisia drumkit410 years 6 months ago
StoryBook of Lain (beginning of novel) Smitty610 years 6 months ago
StorySearching for Gaudi Part two Smitty210 years 7 months ago
StorySearching for Gaudi Smitty010 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Jolly Puffin well-wisher210 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Matador in the Bulrush part five Smitty210 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Matador in the Bulrush Part Four Smitty110 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Matador in the Bulrush part one Smitty610 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Matador in the Bulrush part six Smitty010 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Matador in the Bulrush Part Three Smitty110 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Matador in the Bulrush part two Smitty110 years 7 months ago
StoryMother Smitty410 years 8 months ago

My stories

Stone Boats

Stone Boats There are days of honey and bitter wines Built on bones of seconds vines Timeless spill of moments like buffalo jumps The crash of...

Haste

If you love me, Slide these curtains open, come hurried back to bed Free the morning from my night tell what dreams have left unsaid, If you love me...

Hinges

Hinges. There was magic within that last Indian summer After running the shores of lakes, twelve years long The burnt days of September, and the...

Places

Places. Sophie stands in the room Alone among the crowd Her love gone these thirty long And the rust of days sing loud On her chair aside, her...

The Bluff

Im consumed by this. This…this, never end of never. How do you restart when this minute stretches beyond my life. I can stand on the bluff, I can do...

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