Inselle
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LoverA Poem by InselleConcave flowerI have watched you through the gray So hollow in your quills You sway. Between silvered chills Could you.. |
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GraduationA Story by InselleA weak moan escaped her, though her lips were still closed. Sarah stretched her long arms and arched her back in a full bodied yawn. Rolling her.. |
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The Real OnesA Story by InselleAnother one for a university course-- this time creative-nonfiction. |
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Licking the JuicesA Story by InselleThis is one I wrote for a fiction class I took in university. Still needs work, but I am excited to share it. |