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StoryYOU ARE MY BEACH moonphish412 years 1 week ago
StoryBefore Life on Mars Silver Spun Sand812 years 1 week ago
CollectionPOEMS BY MOONPHISH moonphish312 years 1 week ago
StoryThe Poetess Silver Spun Sand612 years 1 week ago
StoryThe Green Faerie Silver Spun Sand1612 years 1 week ago
StoryHOLLOW DRUM moonphish612 years 1 week ago
StoryLEFT, RIGHT ? moonphish212 years 2 weeks ago
StoryFour ASBOs and a Wedding (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand1812 years 2 weeks ago
StoryGOD'S GIVEN GRACES moonphish312 years 2 weeks ago
StoryDay One jolono1112 years 2 weeks ago
StoryWhat I Really Really Want Silver Spun Sand812 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThese I Have Loved Silver Spun Sand812 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMoon Child Silver Spun Sand1312 years 2 weeks ago
StoryBees in Amber Silver Spun Sand1212 years 2 weeks ago
StoryBus rage .. denni11012 years 3 weeks ago
StoryUNLIKELY YET SO LOVELY moonphish412 years 3 weeks ago
StoryTHE BREATH OF GOD moonphish212 years 3 weeks ago
StoryON YOUR KNEES moonphish412 years 3 weeks ago
StoryRELIGION IN THE WOMB moonphish412 years 3 weeks ago
Story The Last Cigarette Silver Spun Sand1212 years 1 month ago
Story'Open Wide' .. denni11212 years 1 month ago
StoryWritten in the Stars Silver Spun Sand812 years 1 month ago
StoryRun Roe Deer Run Silver Spun Sand1412 years 1 month ago
Storybabysitting emilyksmith712 years 1 month ago
StoryLiving in hope .. denni1712 years 1 month ago

My stories

DRINKING TO REMEMBER

she sure could hold her liquor and i sure could handle mine that's when we'd hold each other while our blood turned into wine . it seems that we were...

EIGHT SECONDS

a man considered suicide to gain eternal sleep to reach this lofty goal from a tall building, he would leap . he made the calculations and concluded...

FLIP THE HOURGLASS

life is like a poem sometimes a stream of thought so pure but nature can go haywire and malfunctions may occur . instead of flowing couplets there's...

HORNS HOLD UP MY HALO

horns hold up my halo and my pitchfork tail behind is hidden underneath a robe that's splendidly divine . i've never played a harp before but i've...

SEEING THE LIGHT

sometimes, the senses we possess fade out as years climb on the stars that once shone brightly bow their heads when shown the dawn . for me, alas, it...

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