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Story不敢為天下先 — Daring not to be first in the world johnshade45 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Dirt Road Jane Hyphen206 years 3 months ago
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StoryLetter from Austria johnshade26 years 9 months ago
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Blog entryDark Arts Circus johnshade37 years 6 months ago
StoryA Passenger Incident johnshade19 years 1 day ago
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StorySoft Play johnshade59 years 10 months ago
Blog entryJanuary 21st. Save the Date! Insertponceyfre...29 years 12 months ago
StoryWhat Are You Writing Daddy? johnshade210 years 3 months ago
Collectiontails/heads johnshade010 years 7 months ago
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Blog entryAlice Munro (2009) Too Much Happiness. celticman510 years 10 months ago

My stories

Open

Sex without love Is like punching water, grabbing sand. Bodies slam but never meet. Hungry tongues never taste The sweet concoction of me in you, You...
Cherry

Wave

A wave is a prayer Lifting you up Pressing you down Breaking — White fire Swimming at dusk In the crayoned sea Burning with cold Praying Praying

2020

Butterflies, parakeets \ Pestilence, war: \ The trees have breathed it \ All before
Cherry

The Free Market (Part 2)

The way the sand felt under Christian’s feet, fine and warm and clean; the way it moulded to the impact of his heels, the balls of his feet, the...

The Free Market (Part 1)

A clothed orgy every morning. Hell. Zone 1. If Picasso painted bodily odours… Christian Weaver enlivened his morning commute by inventing USPs —...

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