Cherrypicked stories

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Just Hangin

Just Hangin First time in years I'm all alone all my costumes,roles,jobs, have peeled away I'm in retreat with no religion bubblewrapped in silence my people are travelling without me
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I don't want anything bad to ever happen to you

We both know your fish will die, that you will stand on upturned plugs.
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I've got a friend called Byron now

we play on his Nintendo Wii
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The Chain

The rain is dislodging the dirt from the pores of the city. It is seeping up the legs of his jeans and squelching between his toes, warm like stagnant bath water.
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That's How I Ended Up Killing Noel Edmonds

I found it difficult enough to talk on the phone as it is, never mind ringing ‘Old Nick’ up for a pointed chinwag.
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Alex

Waistcoats. Red kissing the blue. Brandy coughing snifters, of a 40 a day obsessive. The killer black, to the top left pocket. With a little bit of screw. Sheffield steel. Shamrock luck?
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Lovely Drizzle

200 words.
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Andy

Another 'chapter' to go with 'Tom' and 'Josie'. Andy's the bankrupt Tom dealt with at the Court. Josie appears briefly. 3,000 words.
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Hansel and Gretel

We were lost to the forest the day our Mother and Father abandoned us. I run fast; the vast collage of leaves and trees is a wild blur to me. My breath wheezes in my throat.
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Escape

Plastic phantasmic Bass rhythms. Base rhythms SMA junkie
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"Steven Hawking"

“Steven Hawking” There was a small boy, a small and strange and quiet boy, who could not watch anything, who one day watched a show about Steven Hawking. And found a new enemy.
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Aggravate and response

Aggravate and response She sent bad karma out like racer pigeons, like dominoes, like cigarette ash in the eye of a cat. The maybe of a beginning is an undersheet
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Trapeze

proseypoem
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Dunt the Ploughman

In a village in the Yorkshire Wolds during the early years of the 20th century a ploughman marries the local beauty but this is not to the liking of the landlord of the village pub who plans revenge.
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Diary

Another recent entry...
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tales of the green fairy

I can’t even remember what it was that we were commemorating…. If it was a birthday or other kind of celebration, I have no idea.
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a sad figure is cut

a sad figure is cut on the sidewalk by an unjewish man with a jewish name his own shadow stares up at him watching his shoulders slump as his words of denial and bitterness
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Past lives

For mum, it was all a bit prosaic - she was called Gillian she had on ugly shoes she was at the edge of a cliff- but didn't jump until later when taken back to smallhold drudgery
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The packet of hair dye that wanted to be a glue stick

Once upon a time, there lived a packet of hair dye that dressed like a nostalgic glue stick.

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