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LIFERS Chapter Thirty Five

The stairs of the shaft flew under him unnoticed as a vision of a young girl, still screaming and crouched on the floor between two of the hanging corpses, greeted him.

Painting

I painted a picture today, a perfect one, of you and me. It's so absolutely perfect, I just can't wait for you to see.

The Arena

All around me from the stands of the great oval Colosseum I could hear the frenzied crowd of two thousand spectators screaming and yelling as if gripped by some kind of wild mania but there was somet

Tom

He walked with those he didn’t know but in a place he knew very well indeed. One on each side of him, blocking the tracks and the dreams of those who wished he wasn’t there at all.

The swelling

You lay on the grass watching the spring crawl towards you and you claimed back the winter, pushing away swelling flower buds
Gold cherry

this is england

this morning i cooked bacon and eggs This is england I fried the bacon to a cinder and served up the eggs on toast rolled a cigarette this is england Roses grow in the back garden

Tom

The winter portrait

I look at pictures. Flesh made of grains, and skin made of halides purple yellow grey cerulean blue halides specks by the million particles sketching out soft edges of

mother

My mother lived a childhood she could've done without then she passed it on to me unconsciously the depths and the bends and the anxiety.
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