Rannilt

My Stories

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  • “Come away from the window, Flutter-budget. See the prints your nose is making on the glass?”
    “I’m singing the rain song, Papa.”
    600 words, 6 comments, January 28, 2006. In <200 lines, Childrens
  • -I want some nachos
    -You can’t have any chips.
    200 words, 3 comments, July 21, 2005. In <200 lines, Other
  • It's five o'clock, and I'm sitting at a sticky table in the student centre, eating greasy pizza and staring moodily out the window. My mind is restless -- absorbed by questions
    400 words, 3 comments, April 8, 2005. In <200 lines, Humor, Other
  • Stormy weather--all we've had lately. Rain and more rain.
    Papa says it's because of hovering temperatures. Spring is trying to come, he says.
    200 words, 3 comments, February 16, 2005. In <200 lines, Fantasy

My Poetry

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  • It feels like the train itself cuts a singular way through risings of dynamite
    <100 words, July 8, 2008
  • I If I say the apple trees
    <100 words, July 8, 2008
  • <100 words, 2 comments, March 11, 2008

My other items

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  • Incomunicado at allpoetry
    It feels like the train itself cuts a singular way through risings of dynamite
  • Hands at allpoetry
    I If I say the apple trees
  • semantics at allpoetry
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