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Storythe aviation museum culturehero011 years 8 months ago
Storymy wife the psychopath culturehero111 years 8 months ago
Storythe pink ladies culturehero211 years 8 months ago
Storythe girl with hands like an alien zygote culturehero011 years 8 months ago
Storythe boy culturehero011 years 8 months ago
Storyon the roof culturehero311 years 8 months ago
Storythe rise of the ants culturehero211 years 8 months ago
Storythe lump culturehero111 years 8 months ago
Storythe hot air balloon culturehero111 years 8 months ago
Storyseptember 11, by default culturehero011 years 8 months ago
Storythe television romance culturehero011 years 8 months ago
Storythe mysterious pink envelope culturehero011 years 8 months ago
Storysun catching at noon in the wild west culturehero011 years 8 months ago
Storyrainbows culturehero011 years 8 months ago
Storydifferent worlds culturehero111 years 8 months ago
StoryDerek Obama, President culturehero211 years 8 months ago
Storyfeelings of scared culturehero111 years 8 months ago
Storyfuneral culturehero011 years 8 months ago
Storyfreddie mercury, the future and me culturehero011 years 8 months ago
Storythe house by the sea pt. 3: mad tom culturehero212 years 7 months ago
Forum topicIn view of this week's Inspiration Point... tcook715 years 2 months ago
StoryTender Bruises (rewrite for bosch) jennifer916 years 3 months ago
Storyplease take me with you someplace better than this culturehero316 years 10 months ago
Forum topicThe Year in Films mikepyro3116 years 12 months ago

My stories

a return to the house of death (2)

Their friends relished the morbidity of the house, the kitchen’s ancient wood-effect units scarred with blu-tak, the rich almost sweet stench of raw...

a return to the house of death (1)

this is the first short part of an unremittingly grim ten-short-part story about love and what it means to feel it and not.
Cherry

once five hit

The group of near-feral businessmen urinated into their briefcases for Friday was upon them. Once five hit the beast was freed. They gathered around...
Cherry

access please is by boat only (fragment)

The silent fens saw day come and were sated. The night had been desperate and long and rich with woe and the relief of the sun was palpable, its...
Cherry

a summery summary

The suited oafs sprawled horizontal on the grass like Romans, squinting through the sun into each other’s eyes. The grass was scorched dry beneath...

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