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StoryOde to Jo. alphadog1312 years 8 months ago
Storyher eyes alphadog1312 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Poppy Man Silver Spun Sand2012 years 8 months ago
StoryFreshwater bay alphadog11012 years 8 months ago
StoryThe kids are alright alphadog1112 years 8 months ago
Forum topicThe Iron Lady TheShyAssassin812 years 9 months ago
StoryLove's resilient fragrant kiss to my friends. (sonnet) alphadog1312 years 9 months ago
Storytweets alphadog1312 years 9 months ago
StorySnuggled up alphadog1312 years 9 months ago
Storyfinger hooks alphadog1212 years 9 months ago
Storyit alphadog1312 years 10 months ago
Storymistletoe. alphadog1212 years 10 months ago
Storylament for our sofa alphadog1412 years 10 months ago
StoryI recall with a giddy wonder. alphadog1412 years 10 months ago
StoryI recall with a giddy wonder. alphadog1312 years 10 months ago
StoryIT Out_Of_Control_13412 years 10 months ago
Storysitting on my fathers shoulders alphadog11212 years 10 months ago
StoryOh how I hate to say this, I leave here very well. alphadog1412 years 11 months ago
StoryThe song of Trees. alphadog1912 years 11 months ago
Storyspent Version 2 alphadog1212 years 11 months ago
StorySpent version 1 alphadog1112 years 11 months ago
Storystained soul, alphadog1112 years 11 months ago
StoryEntreaties mine alphadog1112 years 11 months ago
StoryReflections alphadog1312 years 11 months ago
Storyuntitled alphadog1212 years 12 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Powderpuff

Leaves of Powderpuff, Grey-yellow, steel-cotton, Dissolve into soft blue. As a sliver of a silver coin Slyly slips into view. She rises, Fingering...

The windows of her soul

The windows of her soul pull apart the soft soil Of my heart: slowly allowing me to enter truth. For through her open oval, that knot now rises;...

The Human condition second position

I have an addiction That’s hard to control Physical unconditional Recreational and bliss That leaves a guilt stain Am I to blame For these feelings...

The Human condition

I have an addiction I have no control Physical unconditional Recreational bliss That leaves a guilt stain In an accusation refrain Am I to blame? For...

The war of 1944

Like a green swarm they crawled out of their sinking metal pods and moved slowly over razors; towards the sand masked pillars Of cracked concrete...

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