| The Affair
| | The Affair... | | Words: | 85 | | Comments: | 16 | | Status: | Public |
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| Dinner For One (repost, rewrite)
| | Dinner For One The shadow rather than original There were no more winters No distinction between seasons Everyday was beautiful or not. It was a matter of moods now The same clothes year round Like an... | | Words: | 307 | | Comments: | 9 | | Status: | Public |
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| In Her Thoughts
| | â??You were in my thoughtsâ??,... | | Words: | 312 | | Comments: | 7 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Iraq Mirror
| | Poisoned indian blankets... | | Words: | 151 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Public |
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| Chivalrous Deeds
| | He helped her to tie off... | | Words: | 136 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Public |
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| The China Doll
| | Behind glass staring... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 12-05-07 |
| Words: | 118 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| Dawn and Dusk
| | Dawn (Aurora)... | | Words: | 145 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Trail Home
| | When she was gone,... | | Poetry | | Genre: | My Genre | | Updated: | 23-04-08 |
| Words: | 175 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| A Cuban Vigil
| | Along with the smell of bleach the morning light was bleeding into the breezeway of the apartment, when I heard him downstairs whistling some old cuban ballad â??Buenas dias, senorâ?? I called down.... | | Words: | 345 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| Exit Hibernation
| | Outside in the spring, a parade... | | Words: | 90 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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