Yutka

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Forum topicThe warm woman by SPAN Yutka111 years 10 months ago
Forum topicLeonardo's Pride by Nikaya999 Yutka1011 years 10 months ago
Forum topicThey Think I'm A Hat by Enzo Yutka011 years 10 months ago
CollectionYutka's stories Yutka011 years 10 months ago
CollectionYutka's poems Yutka011 years 10 months ago
StoryUnresolved Yutka111 years 11 months ago
StoryWild sheep chase Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryYellow bird language Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryWeather pattern Yutka111 years 11 months ago
StoryYou have only a few weeks to live Yutka011 years 11 months ago
Storywhere belonging is Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryWhen we see we are growing old Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryWe, the Settlers Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryWhat will remain of them? Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryVenom Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryWhisper your words in my lap Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryWhen we are living in the void of heaven Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryYou will find Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryWhile I am waiting Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryWhat have they done with my Jimmy? Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryWarped driftwood Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryWords Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryYou have come through Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryYour voice is like the opium Yutka011 years 11 months ago
StoryWhite Souls Yutka011 years 11 months ago

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My stories

gar bled

She wastes ex pense, he is reluctant taking a gamble in lust, she lusts the action he is fastidious with finger and thumb he’s eager and perjured,...

I was young then

I was young then, unloaded, eager to face the world. He was much older, eroded, a bit wrinkly on his forehead... But oh, so wise! A wizard in...
Cherry

Drowning

I know about drowning. Not the emotional lyrical death some poets glorify, but of acrid salt water like memories, and cold as marble coffins, where...
Cherry

Aphrodite

Born from the ocean, out of foam she rose: the loveliest face, her hair orange and lime, as fragrant as the sea winds that expose endless perfection...
Cherry

Last Morning

You did not know the beginning. Sleep drunk you staggered. I tugged at your crumpled pyjamas, shoved you to come and look. I dragged you barefoot...

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