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The Vigil

A little vampire story of a different kind!
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What's Urdu for diarrhoea?

A holiday to Pakistan six years ago
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Damage

Damage needs gentle handling; drop them and they'll splatter, not bounce but don't overlook the shelf; there are good things to be found among the...
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Zap - YOU CAN DO MAGIC

Poem!
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EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE

(There are no breaths in this poem, it is food-based!)
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VICIOUS CHOCOLATE LOVER

Poem (probably a bit of a silly one)!
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A FRIEND OF THE EARTH

Light-hearted poem.

to the beach

I stalked out to the beach, Slow-legged, weighted Equally with bucket and spade, And feeling sand trickle Into all the nooks of my sandals. I had a...

spilt milk

They are the torn edges Of a puddle of smashed glass, Bright in the morning sun. There is watery milk. It looks cold, but I don't touch it, Seeping...

overleaf

This is a poem that I submitted to the Rialto's young writers competition, and it was published sometime in 2003/4, I can't remember exactly which issue.

LUKE

"My voice is responding. I've had an exhausting day at work. I can't do anything else now."

phone home

I will call you today From a phonebox somewhere, Revelling in the anonymity. I have a quarter in my pocket, But it will work Despite being foreign...

on fear

Your eyes taunt me in the halls. That gaze is almost a brand, burnt on the inside of my ankles, my stark ribs, the ridge of my collarbone. Your...

summer

I had thought your voice would echo over the distance laid out between us. Seeing you now, a whisper of another time, I wonder at how forgiveness...

Taking a dip or trying to and failing to cajole a shag out of girls on MSN

I sometimes wonder if i am completely bonkers. This is entire fiction, every last word of it. Taking a dip or trying to and failing to cajole a shag out of girls on MSN who get very drunk at discos.
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Free

A story about a woman living with the physical violence of her husband, until one day he goes one step too far...

? and the Hall of Love

Rising with morning's call, I look beyond the bounded wall. Daylight has opened its stall, the dew-washed earth the beady pearls hanging on blades of...

F - A Come Back With

Sandra Paul rushed into the classroom. The children of class VI rose from their bench and wished in unison, "Good morning Miss". "Good morning...

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