Tags : Bicycle

The Death of Philip Montgomery

The Death of Philip Montgomery

A Book by mizzabell


Juniper Cross has no life...well actually it just happens to be a sucky one. So how can the death of a seventy year old man help her get back on track..
.:The New Bicycle :.

.:The New Bicycle :.

A Poem by .:Arianna:.


Inspired by a story of the greek writer Antonis Samarakis, one of my favourite writers...
Tales of a Bike Shop: Sex and Games

Tales of a Bike Shop: Sex and Games

A Story by RLHJ


Once upon a time, we could shirk off most of the s**t that we’d catch from customers in between fixing and sl..
Our Flat Tire

Our Flat Tire

A Poem by Ryan


Remember the time you told me how much you wanted a bike so that you make it to class on time andgo exploring to improve your bad sense of direction..
The Past is a Grotesque Animal

The Past is a Grotesque Animal

A Story by Elle Thompson


A meditative journey through the author's past and the insides of a wretched beast.
These RED shoes

These RED shoes

A Poem by +she plays with matches+


Today I tried on my new red shoes; cycled a mile or two. Found an open crack and tripped over you. This concretenever felt so good. Made up with bruis..
Wobbly Wheel

Wobbly Wheel

A Poem by Jake Dog


Silly Poem from our blog. Jakedogstories.blogspot.com
We were just saving our breath

We were just saving our breath

A Story by Heyns


I've been using a book by the San Francisco Writers Grotto to spur my writing. This is one of the many exercises
Chance

Chance

A Poem by zainul


A little boy had a thrilling riding experience
Trail Magic

Trail Magic

A Story by Amy


Trail magic is a phenomenon that happens on an extended outdoor adventure. On the cusp of big trouble, and zap! there it is.
How Many Authors

How Many Authors

A Poem by Tyler


How many authors,Unearthly meticulous,Have left us symbols in scarves; or, say,Surreptitiously submerged in salad dressing,The idea of the priest conf..
I wish I had My bicycle (revised/unfinished)

I wish I had My bicycle (revised/unfinished)

A Story by MorganOsmium


Some one remembering a mistake
Just out of sight

Just out of sight

A Story by Georgina V Solly


Unruly boys get more than they bargain for from an elderly lady.
The Company of Gods

The Company of Gods

A Poem by Kathleen D Bratager


I love riding my bike at night along the beach - no destination, just...riding.

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