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- mice in the cupboard
- the nudist colony
- family reunion
- a cup of crazy
- the first cell phone
- the factory
- the love song
- there is no fire
- going home
- a grey pair of shoes
- following the crowd
- the apple fritter meditation
- corporate clown
- stuck outside
- what they find
- higher ground
- inked up
- blue or pink cotton candy?
- being boys
- you really listen
- a dozen roses
- the new red car
- well water
- what life should be
- the worst lie
- the orphaned tuba
- children
- limping towards the fire
- paper lives
- falling trees
- the new you
- divorce court
- the beautiful silence
- omar?
- the map
- girl with a bull whip
- wild life
- he had this look
- can't get there from here
- a man of his time
- decisions
- the late night commercial
- the chew toy
- winter bitters
- happiness is a leaky pen
- fall of the roman empire
- self improvement
- the birthday cake
- no sugar
- our lives in boxes
- her dancing
- a naked woman runs by
- self help books
- the butterfly
- this riddle
- she was dessert
- the icing
- february frost
- going under
- i think your phone is ringing
- just a small one will do
- the small print
- deal breaker
- beating the rug
- will work for money
- her mail still comes
- flesh wound
- fifty shades of horror
- cash only
- nicotine fit
- over the fence
- almost you
- the bones of others
- somebody else
- not a parade person
- babies with the bathwater
- cold creek
- how things change
- under water
- her list
- what you can't have
- disappearing
- the screaming baby
- the green witch
- paper boy
- for now
- slowly around the world
- the big squeeze
- he's not there
- the hat
- the new condo
- no parking
- imaginary girlfriends
- teachers and students
- the end
- grudges
- a new team
- jersey girl
- king no more
- illness
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About Me
- Stephen Chute
- west springfield, virginia, United States
- these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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