JupiterMoon
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | Games People Play | MistakenMagic | 25 | 12 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Strawberry Red | JupiterMoon | 3 | 12 years 3 months ago |
| Story | the dying of the £1 wasp | JupiterMoon | 1 | 12 years 3 months ago |
| Story | strangers sailing through a breakfast sea | JupiterMoon | 3 | 12 years 3 months ago |
| Story | is this thing on? | JupiterMoon | 2 | 12 years 3 months ago |
| Story | You Breathe | Jessiibear | 9 | 12 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Where Butterflies Sleep | Sooz006 | 14 | 12 years 3 months ago |
| Story | fade | JupiterMoon | 2 | 12 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Y Unman | JupiterMoon | 3 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Love in a time of riots | lavadis | 11 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Korn | lavadis | 4 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | I am met at the crossroads by a horse of dangerous beauty | lavadis | 7 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | snail | JupiterMoon | 2 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | why people in Range Rovers always look terrified | JupiterMoon | 3 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | there's few things more tragic than a wasted condom | JupiterMoon | 4 | 12 years 11 months ago |
My stories
farewell, old black settee
farewell, old black settee your leather had become tired, brought to ribbon corners by determined claws. we pushed you over, and turned away from your dusty belly.
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the principal of one lost shoe
the principal of one lost shoe i have lost a good many things in my time: a key, money, good friends, a brown leather jacket, more money, poems on scraps of paper like this one,
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heart attack Friday
heart attack Friday something about the nearness of the weekend, moves the hearts of a certain kind of man to frenzied beating, squeezed in the grip of the fading glow of the week:
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without
without you catch her voice, whispering why within wild waves. your tie still worn black a year gone. each cigarette is seven minutes of forgetting, (or not remembering)
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The Elegant Chef
The Elegant Chef Loneliness is like a soup without ingredients. Like a soup without stock; clouded water too deep for its own depth.
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