Susan S.
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[untitled]A Poem by Susan S.This is a prophesy that has been part of the tradition (burden?) of the rulers of A'D'Alene for centuries. The Barron is convinced it means his son s.. |
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GeasA Poem by Susan S.This poem is in a weblit I've been writing. This one takes place when one of the main characters asks the most powerful witch in the world for a favo.. |
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The PriestA Poem by Susan S.In collaboration with Yuval Freund |
Black River SpellA Poem by Susan S. |
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Sam I AmA Poem by Susan S.My brother's nick name really was Sam. Once he got lost and all he could tell the cops was, "My name is Sam and I live next to Boo." |
To Maureen on the Occasion of Her BirthdayA Story by Susan S.Love can be strange. Very, Very strange. |
No One Seems to CareA Poem by Susan S.Tara is the five thousand year old center of Irish culture. Very little of it has seen the arciologist's brush, but now the government of Ireland has.. |
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