Cherrypicked stories
Brewing
“Via is in danger,” Song said. ... “So the question arises: what are the roamers to do?”
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THE PIE SHOP. Chapter Four. Ollie's story.
"Ollie's Mum came to see me today!" This news, given by my mother as she served our evening meal, was received by my family in silence.
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Vignette
a simple portrait - fading at the edges
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45 is NOT the new 35
A rant on the coming of middle-ages
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Waiting for a Kiss (competition entry)
This is my first contribution to ABC tales and (I hope I've done it right) an entry into the Growing Up competition. SOME MAY FIND THIS DISTURBING
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Cold meat For Dinner
Tiny paws upon my hands. Weave patterns on the backs. My palms against my stomach Where the skin is cold and slack. My buttocks on unyielding pine My pulse is long since gone.
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Cold in Summer
I am cold in summer this room gets little sun
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Love Letter to No-one
Love Letter to No-one (17th June 2008, 12.04pm) I do not yet know the course of our love, but I know it won’t be smooth; we shall spend caterpillar hours wriggling on duvets, that
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Cigarette Girl
Cigarette Girl (17th June 2008, 11.06am) I can see your naked hand on the surface of the table, tapping a silent rhythm as we talk about nothing in particular; my eyes catch on your
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At Least You Passed
I see you with your Kodak The waterfall's mist Just over your head...
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LOWERCASE HAS NO PLACE
DON’T KEEP WRITING IN CAPITALS; THAT IS WHAT I AM TOLD, FOR IT LOOKS LIKE I AM SHOUTING, OR BEING FAR TOO BOLD.
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Friends, I come to you today with the most wonderful opportunity
Who’s that dangerous mover crossing the road without looking? He makes love like he walks, they say: that’ll be slow, rhythmical and without imagination.
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The stripes
The stripes I was just doing the dishes when Stephen called. He sounded excited, almost hysterical actually, definetely worried and disturbed. His penis had gotten stripes overnight.
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Round Eric Clapton's House
Ambrose Conway has just lost the use of two fingers - a good time to take up the guitar then.
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Always Read the Label Chapter 16 Lets Do Lunch
I'm a drinking this man's champagne while waffling on critically about some vague socialist principles. Maybe I should change my name to Derek and move to Liverpool.
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Swashbuckler
this one's about not growing up...
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Night Swimming - Edited Version
Thanks to those who offered advice - hopefully this reads even better now. Please let me know what you think.
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Your Last Weekend
Your Last Weekend (15th June, 2008, 11.31pm) Your last weekend, student loans running out, you invited me up to party with the Uni crowd; we cracked open the wine and ate party food
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The Fan with the License: Growing Up Competition Entry
We argued so much that one of us had to be punched. I wish I could call him now and laugh about it all. I can’t do that because Andy Otley is dead.
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Friday night: the station
When waiting for a train and armed with paper and a pen.....
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