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A Crowd of Shades

Not about much. Of little substance, like shades. Image by artist timitzer source https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Shadowman-3.jpg free to use with accreditation in acc with CC3.0 Unported.
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Imagine

She sits where she always sits, at her table, outside her café. And she drinks what she always drinks: the caramel latte with a swish of cream. And...
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Food Banks

I’ve started buying two of things one for me, one for you. Every time I put something in the trolley I see a mouth saying thank-you. I love the way...
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The meat counter

The butcher and his vicar wife have stopped eating meat and these days they’re agnostic at best. Their lives revolve around Sundays, meat and God...
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Angel 69 (delays)

Angel listened for Adam’s cries and when she couldn’t hear them rushed over to his cot, praying he’d be alright, even though she didn’t believe in...
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The birch

Through a bare window
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Quare Tickle

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The End of a Brighter November Day

Long shadows, low glinting golden winter evening sunshine …
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A Quality of inertia (WIP)

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It was Crowe’s kind of ride, neither he nor the taxi driver spoke. Their silence was broken by the sporadic bursts from the Satnav. Crowe flicked his...
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Visiting Time

The torso of the hanged man hovered about his bunk, a dark cloth hood over his head, his lower limbs appearing and disappearing into a grey misty...
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Snippets of Downshire Life – Feast of St Andrew

The traditional seaside resort of Sharpington-by-Sea with its Victorian Pier, seafront hotels, crazy golf, The Palladium ballroom, well maintained gardens, promenade, theatre and illuminations, has all the usual things to have a great time by the seaside, as well as amusement arcades and of course the Sharpington Fun Park and it was in the grand neighbourhood of Granite Hill, which in a nod to San Francisco, the locals had nicknamed Nob Hill where local Children’s Writer, Alesha Khan, was hosting a dinner party, and among the guests were Kerry Freeborn and Sharon Blackburn, a pair of visiting thespians.
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Snippets of Downshire Life – St Andrew’s Day

The Pepperstock Hills National Park stretched from the bare, and often barren crags of Oxley Ridge in the North to the dense wooded southern slopes on the fringe of the Finchbottom Vale and from Quarry Hill, and the Pits in the West to Pepperstock Bay in the East.
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Rise

We hiked across the hills together that day. (WIkimedia Commons image)
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Boulder

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gloaming

Charcoal-soft dark calls, silk wings oil-easy under cinder blue. Llightless, sky heavies falls to tall birch tops' black lace twigs, pillared on slim...
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The Man Who Was Allergic to Himself (Pt. II)

Part One is here - I climb the museum’s stairs, turning to gaze out. Further down the river, elephantine trees trumpet and stampede. A rusty Ferris...
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The Man Who Was Allergic to Himself (Pt. 1)

Two tiny black pyramids. Like black sugar, but with a faintly glowing core. Supposedly I’ll be able to taste the light. But I’m thinking too much...
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Words About Caves

Stinson’s voice echoed off the walls strangely; the returning sound, although getting his words right, did not have the angel-faced one’s agreeable...
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The Stealth of Great Misfortune

Ah yes... well. It's what's happening, so I can't avoid writing about it. No-one's forcing you to read it though. Image source Pixabay.com public domain.

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