Cherrypicked stories
5.30 city
I take bits of the city into my wrists, the tattoo across my jugular - necklace names me Norwich. The wet pavement of my back is all horses running from routine –
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Tannenbaum
The winter of 1962 was cold and bitter, one of the hardest in living memory. I found myself in Zurich that Christmas Eve, an eighteen years old Hotel student, penniless and alone....
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Gustav
guess... Image is in the public domain... by the person you guessed this was about. About my first ever Ekphrastic, I think.
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The Affinity II
If you missed part 1 of The Affinity, here's the link: http://www.abctales.com/story/ian-hobson/affinity
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Air Kisses
... the concave curve of my hips - perfect bow of my lips ...
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Siren
I am a mirage born into a cradle of opium dreams. At night you sit in your concave room, basking in the violet artificial glow
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Dust of Ages
An elderly couple spend their last few moments together wondering how they can control death just like they've controlled their lives.
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Funny, Regret…
Always around, haunting, teasing.
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Outbreak
Well I've tried being nice....
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First Kiss
Without a summer breeze To be dancing in the droplets Of Nectar sweet as a honey bee Subtle light and free
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Autumn Grieves
Melancholy, for Autumn...
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Night Out
Caught between thumb and forefinger and no will of my own...
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A Gambian Experience
Dimpled toes court the dust ... pencils hover in mid air ...
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Zola Budd and Big Books
I am Zola Budd or an aspiring bum. Remember her, when they did get her in spikes you didn’t know if you were watching track and field or a remixed edition of Death Race 2000.
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Icarus
I was a moth with pale wings patterned with coffee rings, thinking that one flutter could make your heart skip a beat.
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Naked
Naked makes it simple. In the darkness, you see.
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A Note from Gaya
My dearest Mother, Lately, I have begun to wonder if it was all worth it. I tried so hard for so long to make everything perfect and I almost had it.
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Sticky Fingers. Pt.4. Narration.
Arthur gets from London to Bangkok with some help from the narrator.
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Hook Up
Hook Up The feeling snaked through my Blood first slow and cautious As on the hunt, then swift as For the kill it struck and I was Flooded, drowning in the lust
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The things that make her stay
There are few things Ila doesn’t like about life in Cairo.
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