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i want to play an instrument pluck strings tickle the ivories impress with my command of brass i want to sit there on stage on my own waiting for the...
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Train journey at 20miles per hour
Is like a tapeslowed down to a low howl - A clearer pitch of something that we were happy to catch for a second. The sun remains more constant today...
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- 476 reads
Night sailor
Late one winter's night I was visited by a sailor (While I was in my satin nightgown - Hidden creases were still cool against my skin.) I let him...
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- 475 reads
March
Is not a rigid dance, For I see snow on your daffodils, sometimes. When I woke up this morning I found it hard to breathe Because of the cold on the...
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- 448 reads
I want to be like ...
I want to be rich and live somewhere exotic like Southern California I want to sing sometimes when I'm sad I'd wish I was famous and beautiful and...
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- 394 reads
What Would Luke Do?
When I leave the shop open the loaf of bread and eat the crust while crossing the road and see someone I know I feel such a state I ask myself would...
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- 391 reads
Mr. Stack Shopping
love in the aisles
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- 451 reads
yesterdaytodaytomorrow
call centre
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- 343 reads
C: Brighton, 1994-2001
From beginning to end
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- 534 reads
B: Lancaster, 1991-94
My not-so-brilliant university career
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- 455 reads
A: Croydon, 1989-1991
That awkward age
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- 532 reads
A Beheaded Cart
My grandfather had one love: my grandmother.
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- 393 reads
Breaking of the Egg
It is the time of the eggs, when the sickly yolk runs past your knees (thunderclaps are heard caressing in the night) and all the world shrinks into a boiled white of clouds. It is the time of the eggs;
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- 1145 reads
C: February 2004
SUNDAY 1ST Mum &;amp; dad came up last night. It went quite well but had to take Joe to the doctor's this morning. He's coughing all night, we're...
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- 394 reads
'With Slaughtered Priests...'
eerrm, I dont know. Despite being Atheist i have a surprising open view on Religion of all kinds. I envy all of those people with faith enough to believe.
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- 1211 reads
Daydreaming
What is conversation? When your lips part Your tongue moves Sound is make Speech is heard But do I listen We follow clues Parts to determine...
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- 479 reads
Mantra
"Whether totally misunderstood" "Or simply outside of the loop" "Because I am a genius" As he recites every evening Dawn has set upon the city Or...
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- 471 reads
Sylvia Plath Makes Me Feel Uncool
Sylvia Plath makes me feel uncool. When I read real writing, I feel like nothing I've done in my life amounts to anything. I feel like my writing has...
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- 869 reads
Truck
I want to be that free: chains trailing my license plate (not between my legs), throwing out water like blood. I could be this wound, I could be...
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- 844 reads