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Breathe

The inner thoughts of a drug smuggler. A short piece.
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Sparkling Emily

About a circus child.
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A Poem That's Short And Sweet

I want to write a poem that's short and sweet, that doesn't necessarily rhyme, have metre, ring or time. I'd like it to be beautiful, To speak of...
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Ode to a Stop Sign

Ode to a Stop Sign It's hard to admit how much I need you, Because I really hate you. I hate your shape, I hate your color, I hate the price I have...
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Still

Still Walking along that familiar beach, feet in the familiar sand, waves crashing on the familiar shore. I'm alone now, at home, all the time it...
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S: 10/4/02

Work Diary Before I entered high school, and just before my mother's death, I had the braces on my teeth removed. "It's time," the orthodontist said...
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Hail

Hail Hail to the Chief, that hails the flag, that hails the land, that hails the bullets and bones, upon those native bones, that hail allegiance to...
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Globe*

Stand still And stretch out your arms To feel the silken skirts of countless days gone by Each performance has left an image An impression That is...
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Smoke diary

3rd October 02
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Q: 10/1/02

Work Diary, 10/1/02 It's ten o'clock in the morning and I'm sitting in a motorhome on a campsite in Wyoming. It's an odd time to be camping: the end...
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Bye Bye Baby

Friendship not up for renewal - lease expired!
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Not In The Office

Mr Brick looked perfectly normal that morning. He entered via the same door, wiped his feet in the same brisk manner, nodded his familiar greeting to...
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Separate

We cannot meet again for obvious reasons but do you ever remember our first glance, when I heard whispering (sometimes this can happen in tunnels)...
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C Cities of Wonder Wind #3

Imagine a book, an encyclopaedia, that held the information you needed to conduct all aspects of your life. A book that could instruct you on your health, your business, the food you ate and even your future ... History tends to repeat itself. Humans don't seem to learn.Through my escape, I was running away from it all.
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A World Apart - Vienna Wind # 1

On 7 July 1980 I became the enemy of the Czechoslovak Socialist Republic ...
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P: 9/27/02

Work Diary, 9/27/02 A friend I've known since the age of twelve visited yesterday. After he left, it occurred to me that my mother has been dead for...
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Re Reflection

I'm sorry
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Hunger

it's not a disorder.....i promise
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Beside the seaside beside the sea

Just a stony beach on a vast seafront&;#063;
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X ~ Hen goes apeshit

A poem of possible future autobiographical descent into madness
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Sly Clothes

With him went the rail of shirts the empty skins of him soft as birthday gifts. The line of tilted shoes left imprints of their heels and circles in...
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Choir practice

Heavenly sound
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O: 9/25/02

Work Diary, 9/25/02 If they stopped to think about it, people who have eaten lobster or crab could probably describe the word "barbaric" in intimate...
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I - DIARY PAGE - 23 SEPTEMBER 2002

Diary Page - 23 September 2002. This morning was totally different from other days. I had spent my night on the train and early in the morning,...
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Indifference

Written under threat of war.
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Easy

Clubbing in the year 20__ - but be careful what you put in your mouth
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N: 9/24/02

Work Diary, 9/24/02 The human resources manager in my office has a son with cancer of the colon. He's only twenty-one. They've removed most of the...
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FATHOMS

How deep Guilt&;#063;
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M: 9/23/02

Work Diary, 9/23/02 I have not pressed my own clothes since the age of nineteen, when my friend's mother's iron left a burn mark on my favorite white...
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Over the horizon...

Monday 23 September. Last week in the office. A weird feeling before I step into the abyss. Am looking forward to the abyss now. Scared, apprehensive...
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Instruction

Take oil and pour it in your hand, some bland carrier - grapeseed or almond then drops of volatile lavender. Go against the grain, spine base to neck...
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Is this love that I'm feeling&;#063;

I shrink into the dark at the station carpark's edge, still on the low brick wall; a pool of flat lucozade light laps my feet moths spiral up through...
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New Friends

Could they be friends&;#063;
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Our Daughters' Teeth

She left home a month ago in a matter-of-fact way. No tears were shed, no lingering goodbyes. She was leaving, not walking away. It was the natural...
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L: 9/20/02

Work Diary, 9/20/02 Unlikely people whom I admire: 1. My sixth-grade French teacher, who visited California and dug through Gloria Vanderbilt's...
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Remember Me - Labienus

School Memories Stirred Up
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Empire Made

At Infants School in the 1960s
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Seventy Six '76

Child becomes woman amidst the great summer of '76
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Dentist's Needle, The

Learning to live with a phobia
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Estate Agent Survey

Indentations the chipboard wall from bedposts punched sex then addiction take away menus on the door mat gloss the gasbill a worn key front step milk...
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Snookers for Balls

A true story from the other side of the riverbank.
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Let the children eat tripe

in praise of mayonnaise
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Dark Horses

on the theme "against the grain"
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J: 9/16/02

Work Diary, 9/16/02 Today is my partner's and my thirteenth anniversary. We're not legally married, since we aren't allowed to be, but what...
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Ire-aq, fox-hunting and hypocrisy

There is a legitimate argument for attacking Iraq, but they're not honest enough to make it.
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J - Rewarding Job

It's not what your neighbours can do for you&;#8230;
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I: 9/13/02

Work Diary, 9/13/02 Once, at a dinner party of sushi, marijuana, and bad wine, we discussed the theory that homosexuals are more creative than their...
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H: 9/12/02

Work Diary, 9/12/02 Some ruminations: 1. The other night we were watching a nature program in which the narrator described the polluted, crappy,...
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Visit (the)

Inside this camphor wood chest I have saved every breath, Each exhalation, in glass bottles stoppered with wax Since the day you began. Your first...
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H ~ Jill reminds me of Trish

I shouldn't call these 'appreciation' pieces. It all went wrong.
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Doodlebug

Doodlebug I remember now the ashtray, a silvered metal tower with a spinning disc that launched the crumpled stubs off at a tangent into the bowl...
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One of us is par for the course

A joke about philosophy and golf.
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Etchings

Echoes from the past
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A Requiem For One Man's Life

A Parable About The Value Of Life
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Loss

Cast the falling bones my child, draw close, the flames seductive, cast shadows in our world; caves of abandoned cries. Destructive peril,
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One year on

In remembrance of September 11th

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