Stephen Thom

Primary tabs

TypeTitleAuthorRepliesLast updated
StoryNotes from a Dirt Engineer - Potted Husband Jane Hyphen79 years 5 months ago
StoryLace Wings Bee239 years 5 months ago
StoryFlight of the Bumblebee Bee189 years 5 months ago
StoryTree Me Bee279 years 5 months ago
StorySometimes I see shiny green glass Costmary29 years 5 months ago
StoryWhile you were sleeping Sarah Allatt59 years 5 months ago
StoryJune... Silver Spun Sand69 years 5 months ago
StoryUntitled lucy_inthesky_w...79 years 5 months ago
StoryWaiting Ed Crane159 years 5 months ago
StoryAll As I Watched Bee129 years 5 months ago
StoryLet Go pauper29 years 5 months ago
Blog entry88%! Insertponceyfre...129 years 5 months ago
StoryEmpty blighters rock109 years 6 months ago
StoryI'm Not Here to Talk to You... Silver Spun Sand109 years 6 months ago
StoryReprieve (please stay here with me) Stephen Thom69 years 6 months ago
StoryHere is your thread Stephen Thom169 years 6 months ago
StoryGave it to the sea Stephen Thom219 years 6 months ago
StoryOn Comedown Hill socialeaf169 years 6 months ago
StoryAbsence EB109 years 6 months ago
StoryPrincipal Wang socialeaf199 years 6 months ago
StoryGrowing wings Pat G119 years 6 months ago
StoryFaded Deliberately Ev...99 years 6 months ago
StoryDust love_writing159 years 6 months ago
StoryApril Jane Hyphen79 years 6 months ago
StoryIce Philip Sidney219 years 6 months ago

Pages

My stories

Cherry

After the change/One globe at a time

I saw the glint of black through thick swirls of snow. My chest tightened, and I ran towards the centre of the road. Feet padding over the soft layer...

Need and notes in glass bowls

- I want it to get to the point where you don't need me any more. - I scratched in a full stop and leaned back to look at the words I'd written. It...
1 likes
Cherry

Doing a good thing

It was a wet day when the letter arrived. Rain was beating against the glass panels of the front door and the floorboards creaked as Dave bent to...

Reprieve (please stay here with me)

I had an interview on the second day there. It had to be a cleaning job, or some kind of solitary job. The night before we put bin bags over the...
Gold cherry

Here is your thread

don't think this is quite fitting together...please excuse the dire sub-poetry-stuff/bits :-/
1 likes

Pages