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Will To Life

It's actually a song, one of the best I've written so far.

REMEMBER US?

Did it escape from my mind; All the things we used to share, How great it felt to wake up, And find you were still there.

GOOD GRIEF, YOU'RE STUNNING

I've seen him privately.

Oh Lord, It's too Depressin'

To get to the point, this is my auto-biography for 12/27/04. Now I could start with "I am drunk" and you would judge me. Or I could start all witty...

Solace in Denouements

Weird and wonderful short story. Only for those with an open mind.

Nilima's Conquest

Sequel to "Nilima's Gift": Testing times for Nilima, Fiona and David when a tall, dark stranger turns up for dinner.

COME ON

Written 14 June 2002
Cherry

GET LOST

Bit of a daft poem!

VICKY'S

The moment Vicky saw me, I could tell she was impressed. There was something about me, That was different from the rest. She looked me up and down,...

Unfinished

Staring at the subtle light Just floating through my life I cannot help it, Wondering about you Where are you? do you care? Most important, are you...

Our secrets under the sun

Friendship has only just started Laughter, hugs, whispers and fun Sharings, caring, being friends secrets told under the sun. Perfection it was...

View

A view from the window Looking at a tree top The last seconds of light Outlining the tiny branches with leaves A breeze is blown gently The leaves...

Being the Ugly Sister

"I NEED TO LOOK PRETTY!" wailed Rosa. Just to clarify: Rosa is my sister, three years old. The youngest, the baby despite having been out of diapers...

Dreamin Man

note: this is an adaptation of the Neal Young song. I've always been a thinkin man, fought so hard to understand, all day and all night. Always been...
Cherry

Club suicide (December's loss)

Suicide prose from the ?Prose hacked? collection.

Yes!

Hamlet had one thing right: there is really one question but as a different man in a different age, I phrase that question much differently. We can...

Don't Look Back

Adeline Kurian has an instinct, that she is being followed. Is her instinct right? or is her imagination runnig more widly tha her logic.

Latin

There is a lovely saying 'Latin is a language as dead as dead can be, first it killed the Romans and now its killing me.' One of the merits of time...

Sean's Picks

a few treasures of modern culture.

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