Jobob

My Stories

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  • It's almost funny the way they forgot me, my children. They call themselves Lords, take control of all the secrets I taught them, act like
    800 words, December 10, 2008
  • She entered the ball by candlelight, alone and confident, the most beautiful woman in the room.  Men begged to partner her, and she danced with them all, one by one.  
    100 words, 9 comments, September 28, 2004. In <200 lines, Fantasy
  • The bonfire crackled and burned.  Gregory stood and watched, tears pouring down his face, as the servants brought in more of his precious book collection and added it to t
    2700 words, 2 comments, September 22, 2004. In <200 lines, Fantasy
  • 1300 words, 2 comments, September 3, 2004. In <200 lines, Adult, Fantasy

My Poetry

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  • petit, si petit,
    trop petit.
    <100 words, April 22. In Life
  • There is a place of calm beyond the storm
    A breath of utter stillness, in the night,
    <100 words, 7 comments, December 15, 2008
  • He told me there was no such thing as cold
    And gifted me a life that saw no loss
    <100 words, 1 comment, December 1, 2008. In Personal, Sad, Pain

My other items

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  • The Aftermath at allpoetry
    There is a place of calm beyond the storm
    A breath of utter stillness, in the night,
  • Sestina of grief at allpoetry
    He told me there was no such thing as cold
    And gifted me a life that saw no loss
  • My Gran at allpoetry
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