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Storyprinciples of the angry fan delapruch213 years 5 months ago
Storyeasy listening delapruch113 years 5 months ago
StoryRoom Eight's the Geordie Silver Spun Sand1613 years 5 months ago
StoryHistory ekirstyh313 years 5 months ago
StoryStrange Places From a Strange Person IP ( again) L G Meadows1313 years 5 months ago
StoryWords From the Heart L G Meadows513 years 5 months ago
StoryLike What My Father Said MaggieG613 years 5 months ago
StoryI Did Not Dream in Far Fetched Themes ( I.P. ) MaggieG913 years 5 months ago
StoryCold turkey in a clinic with no name, 2000 (IP) seashore2113 years 5 months ago
StoryS&A caribou_213 years 5 months ago
StoryBeing Dead Graham Clifford213 years 5 months ago
StorySummer Butterflies hadley113 years 5 months ago
StoryA Tomato Plan Richard L. Prov...213 years 5 months ago
StoryPaper Feet ekirstyh313 years 5 months ago
StoryWhen he pulled the telephone out of the wall and slammed it into the filing cabinet lavadis513 years 5 months ago
StoryOn Believing the Unbelievable...(IP) Silver Spun Sand2613 years 5 months ago
Forum topicIs Correct Grammar and Punctuation Important? TheShyAssassin3013 years 5 months ago
Story“mathew” 6: 9-13 delapruch113 years 5 months ago
StoryMarvin The Pig's Schooldays marvin the pig613 years 5 months ago
StoryIn Memory ekirstyh113 years 5 months ago
StoryIn Praise Of Perry (US Governor) Mangone713 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Colour Blue Silver Spun Sand2213 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Unbelievable (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand913 years 5 months ago
StoryTo Deconstruct Such as This MaggieG613 years 5 months ago
StoryThose Days When Cliches Seem Appropriate MaggieG1013 years 5 months ago

My stories

Like What My Father Said

I stir the news, trying to mix the creamy fluff with all these dark brewings; an attempt to blend something closer to the truth than what I am drinking in. "Amnesty International,

To Deconstruct Such as This

My brother murdered a man. We wasted an afternoon over the telephone, and coffee, as I listened, and he talked. Being rubbed the wrong way is merely execution of sound,
Cherry

Those Days When Cliches Seem Appropriate

No one wants to approach writing ,geared in some grease monkey’s backyard, like a jacked up Yugo thinking it’s a Benz. When I was a child I salvaged a word from the side of the road.

Quaint from a Distance

From airy complacent perspectives, monkeys appear like angels. But when more lowly based, they are simply blind, deaf, and dumb. From an apathetic view, roofs seem quaint

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