Ken Simm

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StoryThe second one asked after the hanging hind and up the highest mountain. Ken Simm415 years 7 months ago
StoryLoneliness is a language Yutka515 years 9 months ago
StoryBlood on my hands jennifer715 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Terrible Time when it all went away and came back, slowly. A Confounded Letter. Ken Simm615 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Dog Man speaking from beyond himself to a child who ran away. A Confounded Letter. Ken Simm415 years 9 months ago
StoryTie Down Natasha Ken Simm416 years 2 months ago
StoryThe nostalgic black pigs that haunted every sensitive childhood down there. Confounded letter 13 Ken Simm316 years 4 months ago
StoryIt begins and ends with an acoustic piece I have some sympathy with. Ken Simm216 years 4 months ago
StorySix ways to kill yourself in art jennifer1516 years 4 months ago
StoryPlank Lane Working Men's Club Trip to Southport Ken Simm416 years 6 months ago
StoryHer and him animan516 years 6 months ago
StoryOpen Letter josiedog416 years 6 months ago
StoryNap hejira j816 years 7 months ago
StoryLive Happily Enraptured Ken Simm216 years 8 months ago
StoryLeast of Gifts Ken Simm416 years 8 months ago
StoryOde to Tomorrow [Revised] ellydawn816 years 8 months ago
StoryLibby Ken Simm216 years 8 months ago
StoryPolidori's Madness Ken Simm216 years 8 months ago

My stories

Story of the week

The Complete Confounded Letters, plus a new one.

By Ken Simm on Wed, 25 Jun 2008

Do the Gods have dreams? But then you cannot blame them.
Autobiography
Other
Certificate 18

Crankwood Chapter 1

By Ken Simm on Wed, 21 May 2008

It was in a similar way that rumour floated and buzzed unknown around our innocent and largely unconcerned hero’s head.
Horror
Other
Certificate 18
Cherry

Plank Lane Working Men's Club Trip to Southport

By Ken Simm on Thu, 24 Apr 2008

Bright light that came from her smile shone through the windows and there was a silent roar in my ears.
Autobiography
Biography
Certificate PG

Now this orchard & Spirit kept me as quiet as the dead, thirty years ago.

By Ken Simm on Tue, 15 Apr 2008

Confounded letter
Autobiography
Other
Certificate 15

We sip the flood that drowns us, inevitably

By Ken Simm on Fri, 11 Apr 2008

A Confounded Letter
Autobiography
Other
Certificate 15

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