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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | Exam instructions | narcissa | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Faerie | narcissa | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Ending of the end* | narcissa | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | F | narcissa | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | G* | narcissa | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | E* | narcissa | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Feather | narcissa | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Forever | narcissa | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Don't | narcissa | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Emptiness* | narcissa | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Eheu!* | narcissa | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | F: 07/09/2004 | narcissa | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Dress* | narcissa | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Encounter | narcissa | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Forum topic | Dancing by Narcissa | Silver Spun Sand | 7 | 18 years 6 months ago |
| Forum topic | Beloved by narcissa | tcook | 4 | 18 years 7 months ago |
| Forum topic | A Lover by Narcissa | lisa h | 2 | 18 years 11 months ago |
| Forum topic | Transmute | josiedog | 10 | 19 years 2 months ago |
| Forum topic | Best Name on ABCTales | Anonymous | 20 | 19 years 2 months ago |
| Forum topic | I'm more beautiful in the dark by Narcissa | Soraia Almeida | 1 | 19 years 3 months ago |
My stories
V: Storm sense
They saw forked lightening in the field And Annie said Look But he had forgotten how to see And she alone bathed in electric night They heard drum...
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- 750 reads
10 Stages of my Woman
1. She is born: eyes welded shut with screams (hers and her mother's), full of tiny fingernails and fragments of heart. Her father, drunk, slumps against the radiator. 2. She learns a new skill:
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Field Pylons
From the grass roots the pylons rise, glinting sky. Cars speed by and by - the clouds blank us. Trees sleep with their womb burden while the pylons go ever upwards. Green truck, trailing hooks; there is no music but cars speed by and by.
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Amazing Grace
She cannot ebb or taste the clear sky. Grace has fallen, gold spilling into the grass (her gold dew). She is nothing now, over down-trodden, into...
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Without realising: Monologue
I wake - I think of you. Those two things have become one. I can no longer be conscious without you on the brain (you, you, you). Not excluding when...
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- 817 reads