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CollectionVerse Indeterminate purlock011 years 6 months ago
CollectionPurlock's Progress purlock011 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Falling purlock011 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Abandoned Plot purlock011 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Funnel purlock011 years 7 months ago
StoryRules for Email Etiquette purlock011 years 7 months ago
StoryDreams purlock011 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Dinner Party - Judy Chicago's Plates and The Woman of Spheres (ed) littleditty914 years 3 weeks ago
StoryAn Ode to a Joint seannelson115 years 3 months ago
StoryExits purlock415 years 11 months ago
StorySpeaking of the Dead purlock215 years 11 months ago
StoryTim Clare For Regent rokkitnite416 years 2 days ago
StoryThe Islanders purlock516 years 2 weeks ago
StoryYour Name Has Been Randomly Selected purlock316 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe dreaming valiswaverider516 years 1 month ago
StoryNo ABC span316 years 1 month ago
StoryHush HaiAnh316 years 1 month ago
StoryProfessor Jones Lectures on Death and Dying poetjude116 years 1 month ago
StoryLarge Collider Brooklands716 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Art of Hunting purlock416 years 2 months ago
StoryHead space purlock216 years 2 months ago
StoryOn the brow of the hill hoalarg1216 years 2 months ago
StoryAnother interesting way to die that I'll never experience Brooklands416 years 2 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Speaking of the Dead

I levitate the hatstand. In theory I could leave, but what comes out is like a language only twisted, not our own.

Rules for Email Etiquette

Don’t mention Lilly’s hieroglyph.
Cherry

The Islanders

The islanders we met were digital natives; bronzed and nubile, their ankles garlanded with flash drives fashioned from conch-shells.
Cherry

Your Name Has Been Randomly Selected

Pennie Rakestraw emailed details of my order; she claimed it helped performance in the bedroom. Freuden Ginnery agreed and lodged himself between
Cherry

Head space

When did the wind gaffer two Stanley knives together to slice me like this? Fingers reddened to clay; but the metaphorical hi-viz and hard hat untouched in the back of the car

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