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StoryOde to Venus alphadog1514 years 1 month ago
Storymore school recollections. alphadog1214 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Day that never happened. alphadog1214 years 3 months ago
StoryImages of my Grandmother alphadog1214 years 3 months ago
StoryJuggling For Mash tcook2714 years 3 months ago
StoryThe long room alphadog1214 years 3 months ago
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CollectionShort stories Anonymous614 years 4 months ago
Forum topicMore Terrorists? Mangone1114 years 4 months ago

My stories

I stand here! and go no further!

I stand hard upon this wind-swept beach. My skin chiselled, ruddy, scathed by salt, My mottled hair wiry, taught hard by the sea; I am a man made by the taste of bitter war.

a screaming discontent against all things real.

I drag behind a heavy iron sword and in a warm wet bloodied hand then I bury it deep in the damp wet sand, and I scream myself so very hoarse As I carve a heavy line
Cherry

Fireman Fred (flash fiction)

As Grandfather Atkins sat down, he clicked the switch on his chair. Slowly the seat slid back to a more comfortable position. Then he picked up the remote and turned on the wall screen.

An antithesis against a dishonest literary elite who are everything I despise.

Not many people know this, but occasionally flowers, like people, can be scared… this story is about how a flower found something that stopped her from feeling scared all the time

the 8th day

a rewrite of an old story because I can't think at the moment.

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