Cherrypicked stories
The Window Of Delight
I tried to tell this tale with the eyes of an African child, with innocence,without clutter of politics, the doubt that comes with adulthood. Clear away the cag there's a serious question here.
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Raincoat with Four Sleeves
Was it directed at me?
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- 3009 reads
Return of the Mac
you work it out...
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Road Trip
“Boy Found Dead in Park” read the headline. John felt the acid rising again as his fears were confirmed.
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stand clear of the closing doors
Entering the 96 Street station, I take the Lexington Avenue local downtown.
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Dancer
i knew it was fear of realizing that i am more alive there than out here with you alone not dancing not twisting and raising my hands in joy
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Nothing Like A Dame
Competition Entry Prose
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Hong Kong 1938
Competition Entry Poetry
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Turquoise Silk
Poetry, New Seasons Writing Comp
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november 23rd
When there is a nuclear accident, far away the first sign is mutation.
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Dans nos obscurités
Blue night party, sloped into gardens small groups gathered under flares; glasses clinked, voices hushed down. I moved along paths shiny with stones - pocked stars, barn owl white.
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The Angel of Mons - Chapter fifteen
Fifteen
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Blood on my hands
New Writing Season Competition - Prose
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Cut out my heart
New Writing Season Competition - Poetry
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Tranquillized
Highly commended in the poetry section of the New Writing competition.
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Undressed
My ex wife sitting naked on the bare stone floor, smoking my cigarettes, listening to the songs of Leonard Cohen. It’s the coolest thing that I’ve ever seen. There has been no sex.
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Magic Kingdom
Ned Vasey walked into Disneyland with a Yellow-Billed Hornbill in a cardboard box that read tinsel and lights.
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Santa wore a Harley Davidson Jacket
'Actually, it's more commom for Santa to bring presents than take them away. You must have been a naughty girl this year. Hur! Hur! Hur!'
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Inspiration Point - Smoke In The Valley
The valley spread out before me. From high up this end, I could see all the way down to the old weir. Beyond it, behind a stand of eucalypts, stood my grandparents house, the place where I grew up.
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Hitchcockian
His life lacked the appropriate cues. When she told him she loved the concierge, he told her to walk towards him quickly, and then he walked backwards slowly. “Contra-zoom,” he said.
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