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StoryVerbing the Noun Ewan417 years 11 months ago
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StoryLamenting ladies Mark Heathcote117 years 11 months ago
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StorySix ways to kill yourself in art jennifer1517 years 11 months ago
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StoryMusically Ungifted Caldwell518 years 5 days ago
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StoryLove returns Caldwell618 years 5 days ago
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StoryLetter Ewan418 years 5 days ago
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StoryTSSB 1979 - Competition Entry Caldwell518 years 6 days ago
StoryCherry Bomb jennifer918 years 6 days ago

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Detective Leon Mercier had been deep undercover for almost a decade. So deep that sometimes he forgot who he was supposed to be. He lived a life...
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Théodore Géricault's "The Raft of the Medusa"

He stands before La Balsa de la Medusa in the Louvre, motionless, arms hanging limp at his sides, as if the painting itself has robbed him of the...
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Harrow left behind

The bell above the door chimed with a sound so soft it seemed embarrassed to be heard. Ian stepped into the antiquarian bookshop like a man slipping...
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The bird with no beak

If you weren’t looking closely, you just wouldn’t see— Not all birds looked the same high up in the tree. Feathers? Check. Claws? Check. Wings to...
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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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