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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | Falling | Lois_Gabrielle | 1 | 9 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Simmering Sibblings | Silver Spun Sand | 6 | 9 years 11 months ago |
| Story | I thought it to be fire | love_writing | 6 | 9 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Paul | rask_balavoine | 2 | 9 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Dancing smoke | love_writing | 3 | 9 years 12 months ago |
| Story | Inner child | love_writing | 2 | 9 years 12 months ago |
| Story | Finding holes | blighters rock | 16 | 10 years 2 weeks ago |
| Story | Three floors up, on a Sunday night | love_writing | 5 | 10 years 2 weeks ago |
| Story | Aunts and Uncles ( Part 1) | jolono | 24 | 10 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | In Cherry Blossom Time | Sooz006 | 12 | 10 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Sacrelicious | london_calling79 | 19 | 10 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Moon Day Mirage | love_writing | 0 | 10 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Snow of silence | love_writing | 2 | 10 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Childhood stories | love_writing | 11 | 10 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Little bird | love_writing | 2 | 10 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Dark Ages | Bee | 17 | 10 years 2 months ago |
| Story | New Year's Revolutions | Bee | 22 | 10 years 2 months ago |
| Story | I sip my flat white. | love_writing | 2 | 10 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Opaque sky | love_writing | 4 | 10 years 2 months ago |
| Story | The Big Day | forest_for_ever | 7 | 10 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Birth meets death | love_writing | 2 | 10 years 3 months ago |
| Story | My Mother Myself | Silver Spun Sand | 14 | 10 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Feeling fragile | love_writing | 2 | 10 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Love the world | love_writing | 2 | 10 years 4 months ago |
| Story | My Hidden Heart | love_writing | 0 | 10 years 4 months ago |
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The first train
He pushes her over the top of the high mesh fence it droops, sags she hears the rip of her denims tear an L shape steadying herself, she jumps down...
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I thought it to be fire
I thought it to be fire a glorious final act ablaze in golden tangerine. Close the crimson velour theatre, darken your eyes from the glare. Then I...
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Inner child
Both these things made her feel milky coffee sick; the half- filled application forms, scattered, the dried black ink on her tattered sheet’s. She’d...
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Dancing smoke
Smoke swirls slowly like a carefully considered Tai Chi movement, taking the shape of least resistance creating and dissolving; revealing itself as...
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Three floors up, on a Sunday night
In the last hour of daylight before the curtains are drawn I look at the white haired man in the tenement flat opposite, slouched in his usual chair...
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