Parson Thru

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StoryThe Light Parson Thru213 years 7 months ago
StoryAn Antelope With Issues caribou_413 years 7 months ago
StorySpare me Parson Thru313 years 7 months ago
StoryLast light Steve Button1813 years 8 months ago
StoryX Leaves A Flower - entered for the Margaret Reid Competition! maisie1113 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Thief Parson Thru413 years 8 months ago
StoryWhen Classically Trained Musicians Meet And Make Love - IP Dynamaso2913 years 8 months ago
StorySomeday, My Turn Richard L. Prov...413 years 8 months ago
StoryFrom a dream Parson Thru813 years 8 months ago

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Half-lives I

Watching clocks and making hay, skiving someone’s busy day. Beg an hour, taking two to mend a door and have a brew. It’s nothing new. Chilling winter evenings,
Cherry

To hold just once

I’m vomiting colours - blue a deep aquamarine hue I’m hearing time pass by shuffling past the empty open door The night fills with your name dark, musk, but stale

Dad

Afraid he’s passed away? Oh, thank you. Well… that’s ok. You see… we thought he might. He wasn’t meant to last the night.
Cherry

Silence the scream

How do I silence the scream? The long, unbearable scream that lives in my guts, my throat, my head and longs to pour out through my teeth. I feed it with cigarettes, whisky, sunshine and music.
Cherry

All change here

Additional stop at Great Salvation

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