jake : Writing

The River

The River

A Story by jake


A wind blew through the tall grass in front of a little workshop near the shore of a great sea. Estor and her daughter found that they were close ..
Nests.

Nests.

A Poem by jake


There are birds in the chimney.They roost in the soot.They can fly,but their lungs are still as black as mine.
Nocturnal

Nocturnal

A Poem by jake


How vast is your memory?Is it large enough to hold a sea of useless things,but still not big enough to remember me?
The Pedestrian's Niece

The Pedestrian's Niece

A Story by jake


Fahrenheit 451 fan fiction
Oklahoma Brush

Oklahoma Brush

A Story by jake


About a boy's first hunting trip
January's Mermaid

January's Mermaid

A Story by jake


A boy finds a mermaid in a frozen pond.
The Wake

The Wake

A Story by jake


A man attends his wake.