Certificate 18

Adults only
Cherry

You asked for it

Lets start at the top, with words. A sweet kiss, soft and slow, Sensual. Eyes closed , Mouths touching Gentle, imperceptible lustrous movement. Rhythmic caress, stars grazing against

the tequendama

THE TEQUENDAMA

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From my window I saw a little town that time left in past Lost in the mountains of Boyacá is a beautiful town in Colombia.

fruit flies

fruit, rotting on the low table, fruit flies swarming around the necks of empty bottles, clothes, hanging on a bent curtain rail,

JC

Jesus Christ, There’s nothing up there but the sensation of falling and there’s nothing down here but a sick urge to rise. I want to float to the top Be the cream of the crop,

My name is...

Because I'm really scared of dying and I wanted to tell you my grip's too strong round the throat my hands are the fear the neck is my life and I squeeze

All of these stories came about following the loss of my family

Mick Betts I was born here on the 10th April 1945 just two weeks before the war finished and was born at Eastfield Crescent.