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StorySmells like the rain careyssej89 years 1 month ago
StorySpring unsprung careyssej09 years 4 months ago
Storyword play careyssej29 years 4 months ago
StoryDaily Weekly careyssej011 years 3 months ago
StoryBreak Me Gently (A poem inspired by song by Doves and a break up) careyssej011 years 3 months ago
Collection2010 careyssej011 years 3 months ago
CollectionStories careyssej011 years 3 months ago
CollectionOlder stuff careyssej011 years 3 months ago
CollectionPoems careyssej011 years 3 months ago
StoryUntitled, Unseen, Unheard careyssej111 years 5 months ago
StoryVisiting production careyssej111 years 5 months ago
StoryYesterday Today. careyssej111 years 5 months ago
StoryUnencounter careyssej111 years 5 months ago
StoryUnderground careyssej011 years 5 months ago
StoryIn here (19.04.06) careyssej011 years 5 months ago
StoryEuphoria careyssej011 years 5 months ago
StoryLeaving Joe careyssej314 years 10 months ago
StoryAlone In A Dream Kachina314 years 10 months ago
StoryTime Killer capoeiragem216 years 8 months ago
StoryHappy New Year 2008 nandinidhar416 years 10 months ago
StoryPART 2 (a few weeks later): careyssej516 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Morning After careyssej316 years 11 months ago
StoryReading in the garden. careyssej217 years 2 weeks ago

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My stories

Cherry

Smells like the rain

When I love you it smells like the rain hitting a hot pavement in May. It hurts not like caterpillars breaking their toes but because I can't stroke...

Spring unsprung

If April is the cruelest month what title fits for March? The rains have soaked the struggling sun, the winds have blown the arch. The hopeful seeds...

word play

diddle daddle hoop floss and gloss this beam inside upside downside off splishing a little stream
Cherry

Untitled, Unseen, Unheard

You craved her words, your tongue begging to bend itself around them as they formed from the melt of the ink, curving onto the clearest of pages; snakes seducing your soul
Cherry

Visiting production

You did not ask to enter my life. You arrived & I invited you in. Your eyes on the doorstep immediately burnt my face as the cigarette you held in your hand burnt your lungs; you

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