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Melissa
Darjeeling is a small town about 7000 feet from sea level.Most of the ordinary people work in the world-famous tea gardens.The rest are engaged in the booming tourism industry.Few hill stations in india are as idyllic and picturesque as Darjeeling.People from all over india and beyond visit this wonderful town to enjoy its unique sights and unmatched scenery.However the locals are themselves crazy about cricket.In particular the Camellia Cup.
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- 820 reads
Woollen Peters Shocking Question
Part One of the disgusting tale of Woollen Peter...
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- 814 reads
The romance of crime
Walking out I know this is not the end of the matter, I will be hearing from my conscience shortly; that too padded plain navy sofa. Still, the walk home's thrilling, the moon all anglepoised, gets me, dancing.
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- 1700 reads
Things that are early and late
Of course he came too early, I was only just evening my eyesight with the headboard hoping for him to hold out and then, they were born, blinking pink twins as still as a stream as honest as squirrels.
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- 2407 reads
Loneliness is.
Loneliness is a crowded room. Or hiding in the corner, Forever entombed. Loneliness is a star-lit sky. Or the darkness around them, So many reasons to die. Loneliness is a waiting phone.
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- 1432 reads
Single file.
You were giggling, smoking, I made eye-contact with you once or twice. You went one way, I went the other And of course, I'll never see you again. If I could have somehow frozen time, Frozen everything except you and I,
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- 976 reads
Screw-up
I can't hear you Above the static in my mind. I never catch you 'til you're gone, Only ever hear you on rewind. The future is just a reflection Of a past that's already dead. And I'm sick of always looking back,
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- 933 reads
Love.
A bed that was once warm, Our sanctuary: The only place on earth Where I wanted to be. Now you can see your breath, It's so damn cold And those three magic words,
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- 1123 reads
Remnants of dreams.
The room is empty, But I'm never alone. There's a typewriter before me, A bottle by its side And the ever looming presence Of a glorious suicide. Behold: This night, this silence;
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- 1003 reads
The Absent Autumn
In July, summer sun loved skin, Older now, and travelled...
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- 881 reads
Hickling Broad
"Look, a coral-gutted loner bird! I said, at some show-off twig-legged prancer.
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- 1363 reads
GETTING RICH
"Why do you keep wanting to get rich? You already have heaps of money. Your house seems full of expensive things. You're twenty times better off than me."
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- 1151 reads
Nut
A man with a tic like a shot gun kick back is shouting passages from Beowulf.
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- 1358 reads
Aftermath
one year and one month after i dropped the stone down the dark well i still wait to hear it splash silence, silence, a whisper of wind is that my heart knocking against the hollow walls? is that the stone skipping over the mossy bricks?
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- 1626 reads
Anyone ever told you that your leg folded on the story mat looks like a vagina?
the first boy in school with Seventies porn: the gangway again, admiring muffs like hedgehogs and clam vaginas ' this was the animal kingdom for sure. Worst of all, these women had our mother's haircuts so we gurned and urghed and wanted our mothers and then only felt worse at the thought.
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- 1735 reads
All my uncles
It is toe-tapping good: the accidental harmony of their sinus hatches.
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- 1764 reads
Undone
Innocence greets me with a smile With love in his eyes While the man in the car
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- 648 reads
Untitled
Her sandpaper melody engulfs me, Stinging at my age-old scars, The scars still soft even from the yester years, Her bitter, regret-filled words, Twist the charred remains of my heart, And fill my unpredictable eyes with white-hot fury.
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- 622 reads