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StoryPythagorean's Theorem Beeme1413 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Surreal Monologue of a Baby Grand Played… in Sexual Minor MaggieG813 years 10 months ago
StoryGod the drunken carpenter seannelson213 years 10 months ago
Storybig nothing haiku seannelson513 years 10 months ago
StoryAn Entity of Thirds russiangypsy213 years 10 months ago
StoryConceptual poem, Humping russiangypsy513 years 10 months ago
StoryUnexpected Intrusions of Beauty MistakenMagic3113 years 10 months ago
StoryMy Personal Farmer (Bonus Pack) marvin the pig1113 years 10 months ago
StoryShe knew theronware213 years 10 months ago
StoryTin Trailers, and Denim Hats MaggieG1513 years 10 months ago
StoryYou'll Need To Go Mad Before You Get Better Gunnerson413 years 10 months ago
Forum topicThoughts on Electronic Books Lem1413 years 10 months ago
StoryQuaint from a Distance MaggieG913 years 10 months ago
StoryTrue Love shay2203513 years 10 months ago
StoryDown But Not Out oldpesky2213 years 10 months ago
StoryHurray, Hurray, I'm Your Silver Lining MaliciousMudkip413 years 10 months ago
Storythe chemical blade intercedes sonora113 years 10 months ago
Forum topicFunniest writier in the English-speaking Language... barryj1113 years 10 months ago
StoryA Small Tribute to Seve Ballesteros oldpesky2013 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Days of Maggie Spencer Silver Spun Sand1613 years 10 months ago
Forum topicFavourite Lines Or Quotes. styx1313 years 10 months ago
StoryAsylum francisraymonda...613 years 10 months ago
StorySpring Pictures Ewan213 years 10 months ago
Story15 weeks to go sarahprowls613 years 10 months ago
StoryExcrements of Soul, and Burial Cloths of Immortal Resurrection MaggieG513 years 10 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Those Forgotten Epyllians

"The more we elaborate our means of communication, the less we communicate". — J.B. Priestly Squatting in thick skinned caves, paged westward we became, nothing more

Moving Pictures of Soldiers, and Goodbyes

( Something for my husband today. He is missed ) She sat silent, pressing palms together,while her head sky dives into psalms being said, by a girl in a movie, (talkie, talkie)

The Cassandra Accounts

Scolding Apollo - When she was a little girl, a Trojan Horse was held in her hand, carving stiff hidden intentions. That female anger became just another constipated state of affairs,
Cherry

Before We were Bistered ( at the request of mark_yelland-brown )

Fling off bistered slings wrapped upon God. Hidden in enshrined shine of dandelion is a symmetry of butter-yellow plumage worn upon joy's bird-face, labile to a breeze,

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