christajoyce

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StoryNo Time for Space smokejack52 years 8 months ago
StoryDancing christajoyce011 years 4 months ago
StoryComing Home christajoyce011 years 4 months ago
StoryBus Stop In the Rain christajoyce011 years 4 months ago
StoryBig Time Boys christajoyce011 years 4 months ago
StoryAfter all these years christajoyce011 years 4 months ago
CollectionLife Part Two christajoyce011 years 4 months ago
CollectionTall Tales christajoyce011 years 4 months ago
CollectionSongs of Life christajoyce011 years 4 months ago
CollectionUnordered Tales christajoyce011 years 4 months ago
StoryWaiting christajoyce011 years 5 months ago
StoryWoman of The Sad Tale christajoyce011 years 5 months ago
StoryYou're Dead christajoyce011 years 5 months ago
StoryThursdays Child christajoyce011 years 5 months ago
StoryLocked Box christajoyce111 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Art of Kissing Concrete christajoyce211 years 5 months ago
StoryTrue Love christajoyce011 years 5 months ago
StoryResult christajoyce011 years 5 months ago
StoryPayback christajoyce011 years 5 months ago
StoryOut of the Mouths of babes christajoyce011 years 5 months ago
StoryLitter Bug christajoyce011 years 5 months ago
StoryThey Told me christajoyce011 years 5 months ago
StoryUnnoticed christajoyce011 years 5 months ago
StoryReverse christajoyce011 years 5 months ago
StoryLittle Fishy christajoyce011 years 5 months ago

My stories

Thursdays Child

Two days late you were Little bull baby Breaking your mother’s back and your sister’s heart. Thursday’s child you were With far to go in the world In search of new horizons

Locked Box

I used to have a locked box into which I tipped all pain but when I opened it to add it all leaked out again. So now it's filled with giggles some smiles and a laugh or two

The Art of Kissing Concrete

I fell for you.... and in return you stole my senses. I lay prostrate feeling your cold hardness as you tore at my clothes and my flesh. You ruined me... And afterwards I rose unsteadily
Cherry

Letters to a Dead Man

I can’t believe I am writing a letter to a dead man. It’s crazy. It’s not like I really knew you.

Red

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