Ken Simm

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StoryThe Tree Changes Colour Ken Simm111 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Symptoms of Pleasure Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe sound of loving Gently Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Crow that said WOW Part 2 Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Crow that said WOW! Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Irish Girl Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryPale and Ignorant Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryPieces Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryPastorale Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryOur Stan, Doris & the Bike Ride. Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryMi Mam & the Curate Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryK Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryHy Brassil and Environs calmed in a Summer's breeze. Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryIntaglio is all in the Subtle Wrist. A Confounded Letter on Painting. Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryHumming the Song through a Feather in the Mists of Time. A Confounded Letter Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryI lost the sea Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryInsane inside my head Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryHanging Fire Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryDie Stimme, die schreit, kann nicht Ihr Herz haben Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryDreaming of Elysium Ken Simm011 years 11 months ago
StoryCityScapes and Towpaths lenchenelf612 years 10 months ago
StoryThe reality of bent nostalgia and good drunks Ken Simm415 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Colt with the Blaze. The Song of its Short Beautiful Life. Ken Simm615 years 11 months ago
StoryPlaying Strange Music in the Mountains of Pictland Ken Simm216 years 1 day ago
StoryHis eye moved across the face of the Century Ken Simm216 years 1 month ago

My stories

His eye moved across the face of the Century

Meemawing mothers in curlers and ash flicked acted cough bandied about gate gossip all day.
Cherry

A Weather Stripped Mountain and Caves under Trees. A Confounded Letter.

A whole experience for me, to me, explained in my sickness and the lies of those who said, illness suits you.

Intaglio is all in the Subtle Wrist. A Confounded Letter on Painting.

Leave that alone always. Never come back to that one pushed against the wall.

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