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StoryArchives (1997) camdenreece211 years 8 months ago
StoryAn Imitation of Dylan Thomas? camdenreece211 years 8 months ago
StoryA Quickie camdenreece511 years 8 months ago
CollectionTales From the 21st Century camdenreece011 years 8 months ago
CollectionSidestream camdenreece011 years 8 months ago
CollectionNothing to Add camdenreece011 years 8 months ago
StoryMy Brother Is camdenreece111 years 9 months ago
StoryI'm Not A Poet camdenreece011 years 9 months ago
StoryNick Clegg Ate My Homework camdenreece812 years 2 months ago
StoryFebruary Marching camdenreece212 years 2 months ago
StorySticks and Stones MS1112 years 6 months ago
StoryThe God of Wetherspoons camdenreece312 years 6 months ago
StoryGran camdenreece212 years 7 months ago
StorySo this is Christmas? camdenreece213 years 3 months ago
StoryUntitled camdenreece213 years 3 months ago
StoryPanic Attacks and Anxiety camdenreece413 years 4 months ago
StoryWork Makes Man... camdenreece313 years 4 months ago
StoryMichael Finnegan camdenreece213 years 9 months ago
StoryI Met Myself Today camdenreece413 years 10 months ago

My stories

Cherry

So this is Christmas?

so this is christmas?

Untitled

i couldn't resist doing just one more thing in this style.

Panic Attacks and Anxiety

It took a weak brain to let itself be attacked by panic. Depression had substance but panic was just for flimsy-minded folk

Michael Finnegan

There was an old man called Michael Finnegan He grew whiskers on his chinigin, the wind came along and blew them in again, poor old Michael Finnegan, begin again...

My Brother Is

i try and avoid poetry but every so often i try again...

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