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those three and me

By Aastha on Thu, 22 Sep 2005

It was complicated, And I was happy. It was messy, And I was happy. It was absurd, And I was happy... it was wrong... but...didn't I say it before? I was happy. I don't really know where to start. Is it appropriate to start with the disasters or the miracles? Is it safe to let people know exactly who you are? Or do you just omit the bad stuff and let the good stuff be. It was the year that India was blessed with its billionth baby, Aastha. We had been ushered into a new century. And here I was, wishing I would be blessed with my own little miracle.
Love
Story
Certificate PG

those three and me

By Aastha on Thu, 22 Sep 2005

It was complicated, And I was happy. It was messy, And I was happy. It was absurd, And I was happy... it was wrong... but...didn't I say it before? I was happy. I don't really know where to start. Is it appropriate to start with the disasters or the miracles? Is it safe to let people know exactly who you are? Or do you just omit the bad stuff and let the good stuff be. It was the year that India was blessed with its billionth baby, Aastha. We had been ushered into a new century. And here I was, wishing I would be blessed with my own little miracle.

The secret stamp

By span on Thu, 22 Sep 2005

An old speed poem which apparently has an episode of sex and the city which is very similar. this horrifies me as I hate sex and the city. a poem is a poem is a poem.
Autobiography
Poem
Certificate U

Containment

By span on Thu, 22 Sep 2005

A poem
Autobiography
Story
Certificate U

PINNOCHIO - TECHNOLOGICALLY ADVANCED

By Kathy Bury on Thu, 22 Sep 2005

Well, we have an answer folks. If only we can get Mr. Gates to invesitgate it, develop it further, and come up with a nice neat, tiny version of it.
Journal
Non-fiction
Certificate U
Cherry

Journal 9th Sept

By purplehaze on Wed, 21 Sep 2005

Have written "Fat Bitch Rules on the rear view window of my car. Kali made me.
Journal
Certificate U

Casual Encounter

By mississippi on Wed, 21 Sep 2005

Casual Encounter It's funny how we never know where the most unexpected of meetings might lead. You can pass someone in the street and give them a fleeting glance, not knowing that at some point they may change your life forever.
Autobiography
Story
Certificate U

Hai Ku

By mississippi on Wed, 21 Sep 2005

Hai Ku Hai Ku, how are you? Where you been and what you do? No where and nothing!
Miscellaneous
Certificate U

For Janet, I Know Where She Is Now

By mississippi on Wed, 21 Sep 2005

For Janet, I Know Where She Is Now It's all over now, no more wondering if I'll bump into her Every time I walk through the town centre. In the early days I would look at each face expecting to see her smile,
Autobiography
Certificate 12

What you're doing to your body

By Brooklands on Wed, 21 Sep 2005

Your lungs are rolled-up cereal packets. Your heart is a turnpike.
Other Fiction
Poem
Certificate 15
Cherry

Raver

By Brooklands on Wed, 21 Sep 2005

Forget what you think you know about elbows and wrists
Other Fiction
Poem
Certificate U

Lost love

By Yutka on Wed, 21 Sep 2005

It is the dry-boned shape wrapped in a cape of waves, her eye-less stare, her arms, the sea weed snakes that bare without a voice love's sin. Adrift again her beast-like grin, she gloats her blackened time-marked teeth
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate U

Me and My Camel

By Laura Callender on Wed, 21 Sep 2005

I've just seen a camel Who did? I did In the middle of Brixton are you sure
Humour
Poem
Certificate U

The Discovery

By beattie on Wed, 21 Sep 2005

One day, I don't remember which, you send us away. For the first time we are banished to our rooms, to think about, whatever we thought about then. And you feed me an excuse, which I swallow,
Autobiography
Poem
Certificate U

The Green Garden Of Suburbia

By beattie on Wed, 21 Sep 2005

and that obnoxiously plastic bag rolls and races artistically across the lawn, pretentiously trying to keep up with the Jones' Japanese water garden next door. Somewhere amongst the shrubs Robert's football rests next to an egg
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate U

The Careful Tear

By beattie on Wed, 21 Sep 2005

Stained onto history, onto me and you, the tear is unfixable. Days will wash away the intensity of the pull and push that brought the tear. A faded mark on memory will tell me when we were guilty,
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate 15

Me and My Camel

By pepsoid on Wed, 21 Sep 2005

a poem about me and my camel
Love
Poem
Certificate 12

Feeling Like A Thief,

By beattie on Wed, 21 Sep 2005

thinking about what I have taken. Without profit am I guilty? Aware and compos mentis I walked where I did not belong, thinking only of myself. Key beneath the doormat, easy to find. Your walls were attractive,
Miscellaneous
Certificate PG

Daydreaming Before Dawn

By beattie on Wed, 21 Sep 2005

Up, past sleep, we have found ourselves existing somewhere we do not. Heads make pillows of other things, shoulders and intimate conversations. Nothing is fixed, walls fall away, time slips to the floor. Here
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate 12

'Find Me', It Read,

By beattie on Wed, 21 Sep 2005

'Find Me', It Read, the first love heart that ever addressed me. I am a romantic. Not old or new. Not an old romantic, waiting to be a wife. Not a new romantic, crossing genders with lipstick.
Romance
Poem
Certificate PG

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