Cherrypicked stories

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Funky fly golf-gear

I don't think Pat Greene plays golf at all - and I intend to prove it...
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The Vigil

A young boy faces the spectre of death with the inadequate weapons of childhood.
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Rainbow

Through the arch of beeches dark and cool I gazed at the sun hung cold blazon of white gold on the horizon as I moved forward light made twigs...
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Winklepicker

I think of him now - boiling up the tide in a blackened pan, clattering shells onto a tin plate, enjoying our disgust as much as the gritty plug of...
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Green Man at Southwell Minster

You call me quaint, curious, fascinating. You snare me , skin me, then just walk away. You don't read rebuke in these limestone eyes. You can't hear...
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EVE

A journey to fulfil a couples need for a child.
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Liberace

A man for all that
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Rigworkers

Rigworkers I watch as they leave. Penguins in heavy, Yellow suits dragging towards the chopper's Black belly; sweaty, phobia filled flight Awaiting...
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I Haven't Got A Pen, Dear God!

If only he had a pen, he might be able to write that letter.
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G: The Great Sambini's Final Act

A dying magician's sense of cruel irony
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Sawing A Woman In Half

Inside a very nasty mind
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Villan Hell

why you shouldn't use rhyme
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Palm Reader

A fortune teller's art.
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Zone One

A sestina meditation on the city
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I Have Nothing Up My Sleeve

Never trust a man with nothing to hide
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Jumble

Bossy wives: beware.
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Furry Tail

a little story I used to tell my daughter
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Stories of a Wall

I remember a day back far long away, stuck in my deepest memory. There was this wall, that stood, a strong pillar of reality. I remember that wall...
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The woman who couldn't walk through doors

The day of the wedding I dressed in white; after all, I wanted to look like a bride. A long dress would have been obvious. Instead I wore a sharp...

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