Smitty

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StoryStone Boats Smitty09 years 7 months ago
StoryHaste Smitty19 years 8 months ago
StoryHinges Smitty09 years 11 months ago
StoryPlaces Smitty09 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Bluff Smitty010 years 5 months ago
StoryMuse Smitty410 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Blessed Skin Smitty210 years 7 months ago
StoryPhotographs Smitty010 years 9 months ago
StoryTwo Minutes to Midnight - Test Chapter (church) Bethan Hall310 years 11 months ago
StoryPenance Smitty010 years 11 months ago
Forum topicApproaching Publishers Smitty510 years 12 months ago
StoryBook of Lain (completed prologue) unedited Smitty411 years 6 days ago
Forum topicHolidaymakers gunned down on a Beach in Tunisia drumkit411 years 6 days ago
StoryBook of Lain (beginning of novel) Smitty611 years 6 days ago
StorySearching for Gaudi Part two Smitty211 years 1 month ago
StorySearching for Gaudi Smitty011 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Jolly Puffin well-wisher211 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Matador in the Bulrush part five Smitty211 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Matador in the Bulrush Part Four Smitty111 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Matador in the Bulrush part one Smitty611 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Matador in the Bulrush part six Smitty011 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Matador in the Bulrush Part Three Smitty111 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Matador in the Bulrush part two Smitty111 years 1 month ago
StoryMother Smitty411 years 1 month ago

My stories

Muse

Slip your conscience from your back, The silk, the velvet hope of your armored dress, Turn the light dim, so your perfume shines, And I will find you...

The Blessed Skin

I don’t like the cold anymore Tho, I used to run wild in deepest snow, When I was younger, And just didn’t know. I don’t like the get ups and give...

Photographs

For want of a title, let’s steal from Jim Croce and call it, Photographs and Memories. For Mrs Bodnar, Cheryl, and Darrald. Begin. “Hope lasts as...

Penance

Sing me to my penance Love me passed all common sense gather me safely, within your fence sleep and dream till morrow hence Stir my day to thick...

Book of Lain (completed prologue) unedited

The Book Of Lain Prologue The world is in a perpetual fog. We hover in obscurity, ignore our fellowship, and kiss our drink glasses with more...

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