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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | The Pilgrim Soul | harrietmacmillan | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | The Plague | harrietmacmillan | 1 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Heart Library | harrietmacmillan | 1 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Hailstones | harrietmacmillan | 2 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Gold and Trinkets Glitter in the Flame | harrietmacmillan | 0 | 11 years 7 months ago |
| Story | The Lake | harrietmacmillan | 5 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Spinothalamic Tract | harrietmacmillan | 1 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Oxford, | harrietmacmillan | 3 | 12 years 9 months ago |
| Story | When We Were Seventeen | harrietmacmillan | 3 | 12 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Half-Asleep | harrietmacmillan | 2 | 12 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Unquestioning | harrietmacmillan | 10 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Magpie Mile | harrietmacmillan | 2 | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The Cailleach | harrietmacmillan | 3 | 12 years 10 months ago |
My stories
Tesselation
Tesselation In my darkest moments, When my entire identity is exploding from my bones, Like the creature from a Drive-In movie, We are Jack Spratt and his wife.
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Spinothalamic Tract
Loving you from a distance is like stroking a phantom limb. I writhe for you in the night, clambering at the air, To find you gone, to find you not there.
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Six Weeks in Abruzzo
I am high now above you, knotting my way Through turbulent tongues of wind and A time difference. I try to map you out in the clouds, Thick, airborne globules of Whipped, curdling cream.
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Heart Library
It is free for you to borrow, But costly for you to keep, The potential stock encouraging, But the late fees are very steep. Mahogany caskets guard the walls,
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Things I Miss About Living With My Mother
There are things she'll never now know. Not important, Just the incidentals. Like items of clothing she will never see. Before, every article clearly kept in the catalogue of her head,
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