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StoryJust Past Three in the Morning (7) rosaliekempthorne28 years 6 months ago
StoryTwo Legs Terrence Oblong38 years 6 months ago
StoryJust Past Three in the Morning (13) rosaliekempthorne08 years 6 months ago
StoryJust Past Three in the Morning (8) rosaliekempthorne08 years 6 months ago
Storyblack dwarf JupiterMoon48 years 6 months ago
StoryJust Past Three in the Morning (6) rosaliekempthorne08 years 6 months ago
StoryJust Past Three in the Morning (5) rosaliekempthorne08 years 7 months ago
StoryJust Past Three in the Morning (4) rosaliekempthorne08 years 7 months ago
StoryJust Past Three in the Morning (2) rosaliekempthorne38 years 7 months ago
StoryJust Past Three in the Morning (1) rosaliekempthorne38 years 7 months ago
CollectionJust Past Three in the Morning rosaliekempthorne08 years 7 months ago
StoryMindy Unsworth: Some Words About my Father rosaliekempthorne08 years 7 months ago
StoryMindy Unsworth: That Night around the Bonfire rosaliekempthorne28 years 7 months ago
StoryDad's at Home hudsonmoon78 years 7 months ago
StoryAll About Luck (Part 4) rosaliekempthorne28 years 8 months ago
StoryAll About Luck (Part 3) rosaliekempthorne18 years 8 months ago
StoryAll About Luck (Part 2) rosaliekempthorne28 years 8 months ago
StoryAll About Luck (Part 1) rosaliekempthorne18 years 8 months ago
CollectionAll About Luck rosaliekempthorne08 years 8 months ago
StoryPerfect Penny rosaliekempthorne18 years 8 months ago
StoryNithawene rosaliekempthorne48 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Buzzing in my Head rosaliekempthorne58 years 8 months ago
StoryHAL 2104 and Dave. Hal 210438 years 8 months ago
StoryIron Moon rosaliekempthorne48 years 8 months ago
StoryWe Blink Ewan28 years 9 months ago

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My stories

Cherry

Fire-Touched Magenta

Soft hands, Your hands, The remembered touch is carried in skin; Old-fashioned fire in the fireplace, Turns the colour of the quilt into something...
Gold cherry

Fire Engine Red

Cacophony. It never ends. Whirring, whirring, louder, louder, Screeching. Scrawling. An arrowhead of sound, really, Fired down the street, Straight,...

Bright Yellow

Who are you, yellow roof? In amidst this tumble of greys and browns and ochres. Are you meant to be the sunshine? A pot of gold? A wedge of cheese?...
Gold cherry
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Bobby-Joe-George

I look out my window. I sit in the window seat and gaze down over the pavement. Five storeys up and it’s hard to see if there is moss growing in any...
Cherry

Red Roof on Rumble

I can see my other house from here. Or at least I can see the tip of it, the sharp tooth of red colour-steel cutting a chunk out of blue sky. A...

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