Mark Heathcote
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | Ten For The Ten Commandments (IP) | well-wisher | 9 | 14 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Nicknames for Aislinn | Mark Heathcote | 4 | 14 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Love is the drug | shoe | 8 | 14 years 6 months ago |
| Story | please (don't ) marry me! | shoe | 15 | 14 years 6 months ago |
| Story | the affair | shoe | 13 | 14 years 6 months ago |
| Story | No two people | Mark Heathcote | 2 | 14 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Spring Fever | jennifer | 2 | 14 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Eunectes Murinus | Anna Marie | 3 | 14 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Toothless Wander | lenchenelf | 9 | 14 years 11 months ago |
| Story | How royally Avant-garde am I? | Mark Heathcote | 1 | 15 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Nearly human (again) | Nick.A | 3 | 15 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Do the British take their brollies? | Mark Heathcote | 6 | 15 years 5 months ago |
| Story | VII Stanzas | Mark Heathcote | 2 | 15 years 5 months ago |
| Story | A Lovely Day | Jupiter | 18 | 15 years 6 months ago |
| Story | The Trouble with Grace | Silver Spun Sand | 30 | 15 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Chaosity Kills | jennifer | 2 | 16 years 4 weeks ago |
| Story | Penetrates | jennifer | 1 | 16 years 4 months ago |
| Story | The music of one’s love is deaf and dumb | Mark Heathcote | 3 | 16 years 4 months ago |
| Story | A Cautionary Tale | MistakenMagic | 2 | 16 years 7 months ago |
| Story | In these cormorant hours spent swift | Mark Heathcote | 2 | 16 years 8 months ago |
My stories
Winters last apple
As the worlds dimming-dimensions Grew dimmer and hurriedly, darker. I saw a thing crimson as it sweetens? Temptations apple waxing—brighter! The hour the date I don’t remember
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Windswept shadows...
A place where shadows, disassociate Themselves; from bough and leaf green stem. Where these dissolved mulches conflate! In that, that is no longer—mayhem.
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- 683 reads
Wisdom
Wisdom Looms, tempered Like a daylily blooms In bar s of iron; sleep. Wisdom wakes Like a ravenous lion. With ears of golden wheat Folded yet; into another sleep.
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- 618 reads
When winter does wrestle death
When winter does wrestle death Snow lies falling with petals bereft Her mantle a meadow white lily Uprooting stars in heavens pity. Veils of fine silk are spun to order
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The last visit and conversion…
Here lies, My grandmother… A week from: death. The archetypal grandmother Of all nursery cries Made that much, better. Here lies, My grandmother… In that week of heinous—lies,
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- 999 reads