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The Patrolman - 45 (2/2)

Lacey extended an arm and gently pushed Hartsfield aside, clearing the line of fire.

The Patrolman - 45 (1/2)

'Look away,' Lacey said, drawing his pistol.

The Patrolman - 44

Mr. Slate crouched in the alley behind the pharmacy, next to a reeking dumpster.

The Rigger-2 (of 2)

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WEDNESDAY The light was definitely beginning to go. He checked the time, the piece of paper. 18.55. Safe crossing ended at 19.20. Time to start...

The Rigger-1

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THE RIGGER MONDAY Brad picked up the pace, his heavy boots ringing on the hard grey tarmac. “Should have checked that tide table properly,” he...
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All's Well That Ends Well

I suppose you could say my life was like a fairytale back in 1983. In a place far away in the past, I'd just had my baby, but found myself in a...
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Jane & Greybeard

Just a little poem for Jane Goodall

When will this end

we rise and shout and nothing get heard the bodies are burning nothing get done you shout loudness, that you can can we save the human race oh lord I...
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What a lunch-spot!

Walked out of Presteigne along Clatterbrook (but it was empty! Plenty of room there for water, and bridges over, but apparently it is seasonal, and...
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entitativity

You are this I was told By people in Authority Surely they must know Categorically speaking Everything is organised Defined Rightly ordered Doubt...

Autumn's Artwork Haiku

Rusted russet leaves Grimy greens, paintbox yellow Branches look impressed!
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Rust and Dust 2

‘There’s a strange smell in here.’ She paused in the doorway as if to gather it up and make certain. She was small but had that wide-eyed presence...
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Barbers protect men’s egos, hairdressers threaten them.

A few months ago, I went to a hairdresser’s and was treated like royalty. Before I’d even sat down, I was offered a drink - coffee, sparkling water,...

Allow Me To Be Blunt

What are you scared of?” He haunted me. Not just in touch but in thoughts lingering in areas that should ’ ve been off limits, introducing pleasures...

Some Things We’ll Never Own

Some Things We’ll Never Own By Paul McCann So who owns the rivers and who owns the seas . Who sells the flowers and the fruit in the trees . Who owns...
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Memory of the sea

The sound of the sea Echos full of memories Listen and you can still hear them The bandwidth is just out of reach No need for a radio Just put the...
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Low

My husband thinks he’s making an effort. He brings over a whisky and soda, placing the tumbler on a coaster on the coffee table.
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Welsh Lessons-4

Ger yanked the pull cord on Seren y Môr ’s outboard once more. This time, the engine coughed into life, rattly at first but then with a deepening...
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A Grimm Tale

There once was a rich man who had two sons, one of whom was extremely handsome, but feckless and lazy, and the other plain of countenance, but clever...

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