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I talk to the trees

Precious homeland of leafy green, leave emotions in darkest night, while bright eyed foxes play by moonlight and only the boldest would venture,...

In my first week at university I am standing in a bar at a student night when two young men I’ve never met before walk up to me, prostrate themselves...

The Storyteller A Novel By Paul McCann Chapter 8 The Lighthouse Keepers A gale force nine had arrived like a monster , wreaking havoc wherever it...

Michael Smith sat in the office of the private psychiatrist his friend had recommended him. "Can you bring people off the police tranquillisers? I...

Cohen claimed that all his lyrics were just poetry. He would write on anything that came to hand, sift through fragments later, pairing them up, piecing them together, one step up from Dada-ist Triztan Tzara's cut-ups, I suppose. Anyway, that's what i like to do, write bits and join them up later - or not.

Fashion is one of these super neurotypical (NT) skills that are seemingly picked up by magic. Other kids at school always knew what to wear, what was...

Our gardener showed me his feet last Tuesday when he'd done mowing the lawn. White they were. As white as fresh snow or a rich American's front teeth...

The Storyteller A Novel By Paul McCann Chapter 5 The Time Keeper Sean Mc Kay was not the kind of man you would meet every day. Some say he had been...