Cherrypicked stories
Sublimation
The universe was a ball of wool and now you bring me soup.
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Nap
I can't help it - Monday has pissed in my tea All my karmic knots Are wriggling loose And this sense Of inevitable aging That just won't stop. A line graph With time on the y,
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- 1845 reads
The Voice
What’s left when the body fades, The face drawn to a mask? Utterly definable through a century, More perfectly preserved than wind-stabbed stone, The human voice is utterly unflinching,
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- 947 reads
Observing a Lizard
He is only a grey skittering movement on the face of a sunripened stone. Offering his presence in the morning’s tall heat, slowly contemplating the sting of red dust
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A heart-rending account
He's still warm when I return from my shower. I comb my hair and scuff cells from the smothering pillow. He jitters posthumously as I open his chest and truffle about
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Inspiration point: A minor Incident
My challenge piece, after waiting all day to find something to write about...
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Salute to the sun
On the backs of your eyelids, you will likely see your childhood sweetheart in flames
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house painter
The first time we looked round it was like entering the mind of an amnesiac. Not a new-born (white would be too intimidating any mark you made would feel dirty)
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- 692 reads
Mattress
On the sofa, illuminated by the irregular flickering of a dead channel he makes plans. He will quit his job. He will study an art. He will screw a philosophy student with existential problems.
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From Gone to Goodbye
Out of place? You bet. A great cockroach of a car, a Mercedes with eight black windows, waiting on a country lane.
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The Greatest Thing
...when you look at what's important in this life, and I mean, seriously think about it...you realise that love is the only tangible thing...the rest is transient, fleeting, unimportant...
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Single Straight Girl in Gay Bar
Single Straight Girl in a Gay Bar I dressed my cleavage up to the nines, I powdered my nose within an each of its life. Thoughts of retro disco and camp delights,
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- 578 reads
Tie dye eyes
The lazy couple making love near the window. His hands caress the belt loops and curves. The knotted material of emotions hollow within, Twinkle orbs surround the wooden sky.
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- 452 reads
Ten Cats and a DIY Investigation
It must be around here somewhere though I don’t remember putting it down and I’m sure I wouldn’t have given it away admittedly I can’t remember when I had it last
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bad experience in the underpass
The group of youths encircled me, their bizarre collective deformities creating this lumbering gait, edging heavily back on forth on in-turned feet.
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Splinter Soup
Splinter Soup We sit in the park on this old rickety bench, And you say how much our friendship has meant. That on all levels except marriage we do connect.
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- 400 reads
My heart is a DJ
This is when you fall in lust and your heart beats to a new tempo, often not your own and then you realise that maybe at this time you really can't move to that rhythm so you have to stop.
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- 410 reads
The Salon At The Pinnacle Of Man
Relax. You will recognise him by his haircut. The razor slipped and there was a sound like the door of a tomb sliding back. Most great discoveries are accidents.
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Page 200 from a novel you have not read
The 200th page from a novel that doesn't exist
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THE GIRL WHOSE CAKES TOLD SECRETS
This is a story about a girl, some very strange cakes and a notebook full of secrets.
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- 693 reads