hadley
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | The Dancing Sex Nuns of the Tenth Quadrant | hadley | 2 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | The man with the Golden Cheese Baguette | hadley | 3 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | On Brussels Sprouts and Other Erotica | hadley | 2 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Naked Under Foreign Skies (Sestina) | hadley | 5 | 13 years 4 months ago |
My stories
Sunday Dinner (With Grandmother)
These formal situations. We sit like disapproval, Our backs straight as hard chairs. Hands, an unnecessary indulgence, Lie defeated and limp in laps Like the vegetables set out
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The Morning On Your Tongue
There are times when it all seems to be held within the stillness of a moment. Times when it seems the whole world can be taken into one hand and held.
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The End Of Summer
Even under such a heavy sky as this, I can recall another time, another day, when you walked along these beaches beside me, days when you saw these places in the same way as I saw them.
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We Want It Now
The stars are out beyond, too far to touch. We are here, too close together for words To separate or destroy as we clutch This too brief moment before the night turns
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I’m A Publicity Seeking Tosser, Bury Me Alive….
Although original achieving fame as a topless model and professor of Advanced mathematical Modelling at Nuneaton University, Perambulator Amplitude is these days perhaps better know as the co-host (al
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