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StoryI am the shore, You are the ocean samhennig97 years 5 months ago
StoryPeaches shoe87 years 5 months ago
StoryFutures falter samhennig77 years 5 months ago
StoryTreading water samhennig17 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Dead Man's Garden Jane Hyphen127 years 8 months ago
StoryWonder samhennig97 years 9 months ago
StoryRSI samhennig17 years 9 months ago
StoryWhy is everything endless? samhennig07 years 11 months ago
Storyoxford circus samhennig17 years 11 months ago
StoryPhotos samhennig08 years 2 weeks ago
StoryNike samhennig58 years 1 month ago
StoryMist samhennig48 years 3 months ago
StoryDeserted soil samhennig08 years 3 months ago
Storytrifecta maggyvaneijk178 years 4 months ago
StoryPeacekeeping Philip Sidney168 years 6 months ago
StoryCity samhennig58 years 6 months ago
StoryAnxiety samhennig18 years 6 months ago
StoryTime capsule samhennig78 years 7 months ago
StorySunday blues samhennig28 years 7 months ago
StoryFather's Day, Upstate New York 2014 nicola688 years 7 months ago
StoryRoutine samhennig28 years 7 months ago
StoryBOOKS ARE MADE OF PAPER moonphish48 years 7 months ago
StorySleepless samhennig88 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Deserted Soil samhennig08 years 7 months ago
Storyleaf and loam JupiterMoon58 years 7 months ago

My stories

Expands

The landscape expands, rushing over undulating roads it is hard to appreciate the shades of blue, the sparrows silhouettes, the tree's claws grasping...
Gold cherry

rain

Rain sews stitches in your vision, obstructed views. Steam flows in ribbons twisting upward from the lip of the scummy kettle, thick, white, hardened...
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New year

There is so much that can happen, so much that could be, flat out refuse to make such a statement of possibility, rain hits the window, adding...
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Cherry

Clatter

Bikes clatter as they pass beneath pools of lamplight which sporadically fall, warm circles revealing cobbled streets, while shadows cast long. Late...
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Cherry

Where I am living

It’s winter, and where I am living the ground is either rock solid and jagged, jutting at angles which turn your ankles as you walk. Or the mud has...
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