Cherrypicked stories
My Mother
What my mother means to me. I hope she never reads this.
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Morningside
the steps of Morningside have seen a lot
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Amnesia
My trail of footprints sinks into the sand like a long, rambling confession; the ins and outs of two years of extreme loneliness.
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It all began with Nana's cat
You will love the smell of a domestic cat As it sizzles in the pan Toss in some onions And garlic Then present it to your Nan And as you watch her gobble it up
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Obolus.
He stands at my door, arms crossed, leaning up against the wall. He wants permission to enter. I decline. He says he’ll wait. He anticipates my response: “You will!”
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Words
Words do not like to be caught. Poised, frozen on the sheer plain whiteness of the page.
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The Comin g of Age. November. Part 1.
Some awkward moments
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Nicolaus Copernicus In My Mother's New Kitchen
The centre of it all, he says, is her Russell Hobbes kettle. Everything revolves around it - is drawn to it like the sun. And the steam that gushes forth from
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Gossip
An insidious but common pastime methinks.
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11. Do You Remember?
This is my love letter. I love you. Goodbye
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Rose
"Who needed men?" she'd asked a friend.
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The Coming of Age. October Part 3.
A bit of nooky.
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WAITING
...becomes more than a game.
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The Coming of Age. October Part 2.
A Day Out.
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Washroom
I resign to the washroom, a place where I hope I can get a glimmer of freedom from you
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Mr Jones
I remember a time and, though it was not so long ago, the world was a younger place. Mr Jones and I had found ourselves – how can I put this – on the outside of things.
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There's a Bone
There are always two versions of any text, what the writer thinks he wrote, and what the reader thinks he meant... Do they ever meet? Discuss.
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Me, You and Peon
You always said, no matter what happens, we'll have a good time. I never doubted you.
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