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StoryNew in America 1 Steve613 years 8 months ago
Storynew hampshire spring waits Steve413 years 10 months ago
StoryNew Hampshire Spring is... Steve313 years 10 months ago
StorySeoul Garden Steve213 years 10 months ago
StoryHypocrite Steve213 years 10 months ago
StoryFirst Love Steve214 years 2 weeks ago
StoryIn wanting so much to be loved Steve814 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Tender Buds of April Silver Spun Sand3014 years 10 months ago
StoryMichael Jackson's Early Demise Steve315 years 8 months ago
StoryGrowl Steve215 years 8 months ago
StoryDrips of emotion hint at Steve415 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Game Steve215 years 8 months ago
StoryMary Steve515 years 8 months ago
StorySong of David Steve215 years 9 months ago
StoryCome Away With Me Silver Spun Sand2115 years 9 months ago
StoryMe, and Her with the Piercings Silver Spun Sand1615 years 9 months ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Conversations, Thoughts, Etc. Steve215 years 9 months ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 4 Steve215 years 9 months ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 1 Steve415 years 9 months ago
StoryNudely Explore: impressions of S. Korea Steve215 years 9 months ago
StoryIV Steve215 years 9 months ago
StoryIII Steve315 years 9 months ago
StoryII Steve515 years 9 months ago
StoryGabriel Freed Steve315 years 10 months ago

My stories

Father's Day

I think it strange having a day for Fathers, for God Our Father, Our loving Father and us his shadow. Mothers are so forgiving and understanding of us... we have our bad habits and hangups

Robert Trousseau 5

"Do you love me," asked Deborah. As much as he could love, wanted to answer Robert. It was difficult to love. So much easier to like. Was love a pleasure or a difficult task?
Story of the week

Robert Trousseau 4

"Are you really placing Wittgenstein in the existential tradition?" asked Robert. "Of course. He's really the German-Jewish Nietzsche," Gabriel answered. "How so?' Deborah asked.

Robert Trousseau 3

"Dad?" "What?" "Are you angry with me?" Robert looked at Trisha. He smiled. He gray-silvered beard felt comfortable. "It's been a long time. How have you been?"

Robert Trousseau 2

"Dad, I just wanted to tell you that I loved you," Trisha tried to say sincerely. "Why didn't you just text me?"

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