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StoryVerbing the Noun Ewan417 years 4 months ago
Forum topicVERBING A NOUN. styx1817 years 4 months ago
StoryLamenting ladies Mark Heathcote117 years 4 months ago
Forum topicChallenging writing. chuck817 years 4 months ago
Forum topicRANT jennifer5817 years 4 months ago
StoryDAFT POEM. styx717 years 4 months ago
StoryNo' A pome so much as a le''er animan417 years 4 months ago
StorySix ways to kill yourself in art jennifer1517 years 4 months ago
StoryImpure Thoughts chelseyflood917 years 4 months ago
StoryBlood on my hands jennifer717 years 5 months ago
StoryFriends, I come to you today with the most wonderful opportunity Brooklands1117 years 5 months ago
StoryCigarette Girl jennifer917 years 5 months ago
StorySkin jennifer1317 years 5 months ago
StoryMusically Ungifted Caldwell517 years 5 months ago
StoryMusically Useless (For Caldwell) jennifer917 years 5 months ago
StoryLove returns Caldwell617 years 5 months ago
StoryOthered Ewan617 years 5 months ago
StoryLetter Ewan417 years 5 months ago
StoryWithout a Song sunshine917 years 5 months ago
StoryI Am Folklore Dynamaso1217 years 5 months ago
StoryTSSB 1979 - Competition Entry Caldwell517 years 5 months ago
StoryCherry Bomb jennifer917 years 5 months ago
StoryThrow me a bone jennifer817 years 5 months ago
StoryNo More Than 10 Words jennifer317 years 5 months ago
StoryInside Outside jennifer1017 years 5 months ago

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My stories

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Sasquatch Love

The great beast had lived in the deep green hush of the forest for longer than he could count. The days passed in a rhythmic solitude: plucking...
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Labyrinthine Apparition

I find myself in a building that resists definition—part university, part manor house, a place with too many corridors and too much history. The air...
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A toast to all the shamans!

Our visit to the Saatchi Gallery had been unexpectedly emotional. An exhibition themed around flowers—automatically romantic, explosive with colour...
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Moved to Tears (Moonlit Ballad)

Yesterday I was entranced by Dean Dyson, a famous busker on Guildford's cobbled high street, with his smooth yet rasping vocal and a simple acoustic...
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Head Boy

Council estates boxed in my school on all sides. Walking home, I’d pass the newsagent where my mates and I could buy cigarettes, crisps, and the...
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