| Basking Eyes
| | Underneath this yellow light... | | Words: | 85 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| Be All
| | Whisper to me words... | | Words: | 65 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| Beige
| | New England weather forces one to appreciate respite. More than appreciate; as a man who has grown... | | Short Stories | | Genre: | Fiction | | Updated: | 06-08-06 |
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| Cranberry Juice
| | My father woke me up by talking loudly to our cat, Trinket. He talked to her the most out of the us,... | | Short Stories | | Genre: | Memoir | | Updated: | 06-08-06 |
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| Opened
| | He opened her up from the inside out, spilling her inners and outers on the floor at his feet. She... | | Words: | 162 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Walking
| | We walked to avoid the cold,... | | Words: | 34 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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