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StoryNo escaping this pumadelta011 years 6 months ago
StoryThe barber shop pumadelta011 years 6 months ago
StoryThe difference in me pumadelta011 years 6 months ago
StoryThe battle of the sexes pumadelta011 years 6 months ago
StoryLight House pumadelta011 years 6 months ago
StoryLily savage pumadelta011 years 6 months ago
StoryTales of the unprotected pumadelta011 years 6 months ago
StoryLifes a bowl of pizza's pumadelta011 years 6 months ago
StoryIf I had breath pumadelta011 years 6 months ago
StoryIn my place pumadelta011 years 6 months ago
Storyholocaust pumadelta011 years 6 months ago
StoryEden before the fall pumadelta011 years 7 months ago
StoryDevil pumadelta011 years 7 months ago
StoryFrisbee pumadelta011 years 7 months ago
StoryFruit of the Valentine pumadelta011 years 7 months ago
StoryBradgate Park pumadelta211 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Prowler pumadelta211 years 8 months ago
Storythe persistence of memory pumadelta211 years 8 months ago
StoryA promise for no one you know. pumadelta211 years 8 months ago
Storyhow to grow a butterfly pumadelta411 years 8 months ago
StorySmoke and mirrors pumadelta211 years 8 months ago
Storylingering love a.lesser.thing611 years 8 months ago
Storysilhouettes, cigarettes a.lesser.thing311 years 8 months ago
StoryGrace littleditty312 years 10 months ago
StoryDaisy, littleditty714 years 6 months ago

My stories

Hand it over

It’s 9am and I’ve forget to pray Wonder if the lord has got my back today Baseball cap on and my rucksack strapped Dizzy out the door because of the...

My secret space

Commentary books of the old faith Line my walls like regimented soldiers Finding their way there by chaos and disorder A tatty Latin school...

Over the hill...

He plays hoop with his chums At the tarmac ground Unsuccessful he shoots as if a stray Cannon ball, uselessly lost to oblivion Circles he runs till...

a story to tell

Who will for told This waking hour Where foot has tread Where man has power Where life has breath Each every hour Who will for told Who will for told...

Vissid'arte

Vissid’arte The Cathedral hall stood still Bathed in misty amber light An altar garnished in floral bouquet Dresses the altar floor Six tall white...

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