john beckett
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | One Grand Obsession | john beckett | 2 | 3 years 1 month ago |
| Story | composed a long time ago | john beckett | 2 | 3 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Doctor Seuss | john beckett | 1 | 3 years 1 month ago |
| Story | What Ophelia Sees | john beckett | 0 | 8 years 2 months ago |
| Story | YOGA PUPPY | john beckett | 0 | 8 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Prologue : A Walk in the Woods | john beckett | 1 | 8 years 2 months ago |
| Story | The Voice Is In My Head | john beckett | 0 | 8 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Experience | john beckett | 1 | 8 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Begin Again | john beckett | 2 | 8 years 2 months ago |
| Story | old man | john beckett | 0 | 8 years 2 months ago |
| Story | IF | john beckett | 0 | 8 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Cocoa Tin and a Spoon | john beckett | 0 | 8 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Spill | john beckett | 0 | 8 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Sicken | john beckett | 0 | 8 years 2 months ago |
| Story | beaches, bi#*hes, beaches | john beckett | 0 | 8 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Attempting Eroticism | john beckett | 2 | 8 years 11 months ago |
| Story | you | john beckett | 0 | 9 years 8 months ago |
| Story | if only | john beckett | 2 | 9 years 8 months ago |
| Story | no regrets | john beckett | 0 | 9 years 8 months ago |
| Story | red | john beckett | 3 | 9 years 9 months ago |
| Story | The Late Bus | TFH | 26 | 9 years 10 months ago |
| Story | little things- ida | john beckett | 1 | 10 years 2 days ago |
| Story | DEAD | john beckett | 1 | 10 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Icebergs and Mars | john beckett | 1 | 10 years 2 months ago |
| Story | That Field | john beckett | 4 | 10 years 7 months ago |
My stories
That Field
THAT FIELD That field, the one in my fantasies, it was out HWY 234 or HWY 288. It really doesn’t matter because you cannot go there anymore. The...
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DEAD
DEAD I ran my finger across her lips, so cold now. I was glad they left the lipstick off like I had asked, like she had asked me. “No make-up, please...
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Attempting Eroticism
Attempting Eroticism The delicate pressure of your fingertips The heat and weight of your palm As it glides against my skin, Rests over a curve and...
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- 570 reads
Spill
SPILL Spill my feelings into words And actions that you deflect away With a single word or a bent hand. Spill my love upon the sheets Like river...
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- 370 reads