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StoryWe Women Bee199 years 1 month ago
StoryTHE ONE IN THE NEST seashore399 years 1 month ago
StoryChandelier EB139 years 1 month ago
StoryTwice you have painted a lighthouse. love_writing149 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Making of Love Silver Spun Sand129 years 1 month ago
StoryOn reaching the end (again) Parson Thru19 years 1 month ago
StoryAs long as sea beats on stone Stephen Thom159 years 1 month ago
StoryShut it (and other words) love_writing39 years 1 month ago
StoryBird (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand89 years 1 month ago
StoryPlease, leave the light on. ( The reply) jolono229 years 2 months ago
StoryThoughts bubble up … Rhiannonw179 years 2 months ago
StoryMaid of Honour love_writing69 years 2 months ago
StoryMother, mirror, daughter love_writing69 years 2 months ago
StoryPassing Through - 3/3 - Passing time with no time Stephen Thom129 years 2 months ago
StoryPassing Through - 2/3 - Passing Through/Stuck in a Fence Stephen Thom159 years 2 months ago
StoryPassing Through - 1/3 - Passing the time/Three-day work trip Stephen Thom99 years 2 months ago
StoryA Pillock's Castle airyfairy109 years 2 months ago
StoryWriting It Off Bee339 years 3 months ago
StorySeeing the Light Silver Spun Sand169 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Station love_writing89 years 4 months ago
Storyrunning in the rain Deliberately Ev...279 years 4 months ago
Blog entryABCtaler Strikes It Big scratch99 years 4 months ago
Storythe big check up celticman39 years 4 months ago
Storyoot ma heed. love_writing109 years 4 months ago
StoryLines in the Sand (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand129 years 4 months ago

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My stories

Cherry

Ready. Aim. Fire.

Before , when they barely knew each other, Ben told her he had a secret. It prickled for years, under the surface, under her skin. He would often...
Gold cherry

You know the sort

You know the sort, wide mouthed, google-eyes blinking like car lights the type to stand back from the crowd in dusty tweeds, puff puffing on a pipe...

I remember

I remember watching her eat a six pack of sticky snowballs with her back against the grey radiator. I remember seeing a boy peeing onto the base of...
Cherry

The Inquisitive Mood

Do you know what a supernova event is? Would you do it for charity without knowing what it is? Or a fire-walk? Maybe next year you could do the Loony...
Cherry

Exercise in Style in Four Ways

Innocence He looks funny, like a dwarf, or a midget (don’t tell mum; I’m not allowed to use those words). But yes, like he should be in a circus! He...

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