Steve

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TypeTitleAuthorRepliesLast updated
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

With the sword of the sun, the shine

progresses, do not break me down into pieces with the shines of the sun, taking off my masks and envy, cutting off the lust of my body, greening my flesh til it turns into virtual death.

Lost

I must admit I am Lost inside myself. I don't know how to get out, I've thrown away the key and it's about to storm. Help! I may drown into the dawn. Shall I be ashamed
Cherry

Afternoon at the Lagrande Jatte

Those faces and bodies at the park, colored dots juxtaposed with fancy, souls intermixed with pain and stillness, arrive, the beach is humming with mellifluous sounds, never heard before

Please

do not let the overflow of love overwhelm my heart with sorrow, your lusty eyes, your sweet excess has driven me near the cliffs of madness. my heart weeps into the night
Cherry

Working Class Blues

I love those women who tap their fingers, waiting waiting how long must we be waiters or waitresses? I remember working as a waiter in a Japanese Restaurant in Winston-Salem, NC?

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