maggyvaneijk
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | Illusory Lies | Allissia | 5 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Melange 3 | lenchenelf | 7 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Fish and Chips (I P) | Cavalcader | 14 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Spent | hudsonmoon | 14 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Night Shift | Anchor | 4 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | The wanting | maggyvaneijk | 19 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Morning Song | Silver Spun Sand | 10 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | chipper | celticman | 14 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Mandy | The Walrus | 4 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | In love with myself. | Streicheln | 2 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | To those who understand | blighters rock | 12 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | The Energy Heist | Thomas Frye | 2 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Immeasurable | well-wisher | 4 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | You Have Some Place To Be | adbates | 3 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Evidence Of Love | mcscraic | 1 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Let love find you! | J.L. Rivers | 2 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | self ponderings | a.lesser.thing | 5 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Oh! What an Atmosphere (IP) | Cavalcader | 26 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | On Dreaming... | littleditty | 6 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | That Treasured Time | Silver Spun Sand | 18 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Serita, I say your sari is beautiful.. | littleditty | 13 | 11 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Saturday's child | seashore | 21 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Monster poem | Caldwell | 1 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | red wine | a.lesser.thing | 5 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Wild Geese | Silver Spun Sand | 10 | 11 years 10 months ago |
My stories
Bad Habits
I know you want me to leave but if I do that I’ll feel cheap so I lean across and press play when I really want to say:
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Epilogue
I wish I were able to shape my thoughts into something I can say out loud or breathe into the air: a cold winter sky filling up with: I’m-sorries.
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Resting my head against your bedroom door
We are drawn to each other our wounds are magnetic our wrists together form train tracks to your bedroom
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Jerome
There are three layers to your face: the top is a masculine sheet of skin it’s thin but deep creases around the mouth and nose could get you a part as an action hero.
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Space
A kiss spreads slow like mist and I almost forget the reason we were crying as tenuous sheets of rain cloak our sad little flat and echoes from last night are caught in drops of water.
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