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StoryThe Man of Smoke - Final (Smoke and Ice) MaliciousMudkip111 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Man of Smoke - Part 4 (Polar Bear Punches and Hospital Food) MaliciousMudkip011 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Man of Smoke - Part 3 (Coughs and Charts) MaliciousMudkip111 years 7 months ago
StoryGround Control To Major Tom (Part 2) MaliciousMudkip011 years 7 months ago
StoryJeffrey - 26th and 27th September MaliciousMudkip011 years 7 months ago
StoryJeffrey - 25th September MaliciousMudkip011 years 7 months ago
StoryJeffrey - 24th September MaliciousMudkip011 years 7 months ago
StoryDreams of a Better Place - Part 5 MaliciousMudkip011 years 8 months ago
StoryDreams of a Better Place - Part 4 MaliciousMudkip011 years 8 months ago
StoryDreams of a Better Place - Part 3 MaliciousMudkip011 years 8 months ago
StoryDreams of a Better Place - Part 2 MaliciousMudkip011 years 8 months ago
Forum topicWhat Prevents you Writing? karl_wiggins1511 years 8 months ago
StoryJC MaliciousMudkip611 years 9 months ago
Forum topicDiscussing the slight controversy of the poem "Faithless" Chinobus611 years 9 months ago
Forum topicSome good free advice tcook411 years 9 months ago
Forum topicMy book is out! (A shameless plug) MaliciousMudkip911 years 9 months ago
StoryBaltimore ralph411 years 9 months ago
Forum topicTeenage Albums tcook1911 years 9 months ago
StoryI Will Not TheGameCat811 years 9 months ago
Forum topicI have some news! alibob1711 years 9 months ago
Forum topicMy Book, Out April 30th. I'm Happy as a Clam MaliciousMudkip1511 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Causeway Nursing Home MaliciousMudkip711 years 9 months ago
Forum topicPublished! Cloven Hoof3411 years 9 months ago
Forum topicMusic that can make your day - Ólafur Arnalds steve_elliott04611 years 9 months ago
StoryTails MaliciousMudkip511 years 9 months ago

My stories

Cherry

She Sends Sea Shells

There’s nothing along this old shore but ghosts, no matter what the old man said, I see no treasure, no pleasure, no myth and no glee. The sun pounds a tattoo in my brain and it roasts

James Told Me That Stuff Actually Works

In the basement mixing medicine, next to a bathtub loaded with nitro-glycerine. Glass beakers alphabetised and shattered, our faces are beaten and battered.
Cherry

Simple Maths

He bullshitted it as the idea of simple maths, trying to explain away faith in fractions, disasters in decimals, mayhem in multiplication. The list goes on, I digress,
Cherry

Canvas Shoes and Concrete Blues

We sat on the bridge with a bottle between us, One brown bag and two black eyes, The smell of disinfectant and hospitals,

Nelly the Elephant

When I broke my arm, he was by my side. A long grey trunk, and big ol’ sympathetic eyes. Floppy ears to fan my feverish face, and a little hand to hold my heart in place.

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