Cherrypicked stories

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No Surprise Gladioli

"It is impossible to have a proper relationship with women when you want to cut them all up" (subject, case study from The Sexual Perversions and Abnormalities by Clifford Allen, 1940)
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Twistical Mourning

Inspiration point
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Your Wee Small Hour

Brains of a rocking horse. Leading you to the petrol tank. Drinking in the bad day. A trash can Sinatra hue. Sinks you. And you can murmur your life, for a dollar quart.
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Day 30

twistical
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Explaining It

"My whole life is a series of dummies and breasts." (Subject, case study from The Sexual Perversions and Abnormalities by Clifford Allen)
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Be My Baby

200 words.
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Pressure Drop

With you. in this bed. Undressed. Fitting each other. As if new socks. Our minds take trips. Fuelled by tears, born of heartbreak. We uncage the stormed nights. Later.
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A LIKELY STORY! (Inspiration Point)

Men who read this will wince, women will snigger, cruelly!
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31st March

The tide was out this afternoon, further than we had ever seen it.
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Two Russian Sonnets

One is about my father, one is about my mother
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Beautiful Woman

linked Haiku...now more a waka!
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Broken

He was sitting on his own when I arrived, at the back of the TV room in a green velvet armchair, biting the insides of his lips together.
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Covalent

poem
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You Here Bells

This was it. A metal leaf bent up at the sides like a rolled tongue. Or rather, a canoe. Handforged from iron. And here the pitted striker, gone at with tiny axes it looked like.
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The Opposite of Linen

I didn't like your cheap suits. Your highlights. Your roots. I didn't like your voice or your name. That accent grated. I didn't like your attitude.
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How To Build A Man

Entry for Vanessa Gebbie competition based on Alison Dunne (ivoryfishbone)'s poem.
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Look At That (Inspiration Point)

A not quite every day story of office folk,triggered by the 'happy as Larry' Inspiration Point. Oh, and if you didn't know, the band is real.
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Gland I. Ely

Mucking around with new prose ideas - set in the future, an adventure-travel writer reports back on his first week in England. First prose I've posted on here in many years...
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Blow

Room scattered with the things, that every days are made of. Rotting food from days ago. Stale curls of crisps. Her body is a centerpiece. Its skin iced, diced, puffed.

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