Cherrypicked stories
Ugly Puggly 11
The shopkeeper said he was very sorry to hear about Agnes. ‘Cheers,’ I could never mind his name. I’d called him Raj, when I was drunk and he smiled...
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You Looked Like You Had Lost
At low tide, the stillest sleep, and the vastness of this beach exposed. Memories littered, stories, half buried. I think that’s when I saw your eyes...
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Angelus Novus
An ekphrastic poem, of sorts.
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Fly Like An Eagle
Another Meditation: I'm aware in realm of dreams anything's possible: now deep lucid connections with sky take imagination where breathing space is...
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Ugly Puggly 10
I used to go to my local, three or four times a week. I caught the odd cry of ‘Hi, Jim,’ but that was from old timers like Jock. He didn’t wait for a...
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Janus Look 8
Janus Look 8 When asked how I am doing, I inevitably reply, “Fine, thank you. No real problems. Just tired and need to be patient.” I now have a...
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Ugly Puggly 9
I wandered through to the kitchen. While the kettle was boiling, I picked out a mug from the debris in the sink. Tap water was boiling hot. I ducked...
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Hiding under a plane seat
This is almost public journaling. Sometimes exposing the more unsavoury contents of my brain in public helps me fight the parts of me who'd rather hide it. Kind of like flashing people, but with my brain. Also (I hope) not in a gross way. It is an exercise in acceptance. I have anxiety. I am afraid of flying and stressed by many little things. And I won't make it harder for myself by being ashamed. Not anymore.
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Ugly Puggly 8
I took Agnes a sausage-roll for lunch. Seventy pence from Villa Bakery. You couldn’t beat that. She’d rolled out of her bed, and she wasn’t looking...
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The 2nd of April (8th April 2022)
What do you do with the birthday of one deceased? A life that's ceased Has no punchline nor birthday drinks. If I die, then wish no more sad...
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