Cherrypicked stories
7. End of a New Beginning...
Sherlock had lent me a book, Worry Yourself Well , which said it was fine to think of yourself as a failure, anyway. It lowered your expectations of success ' so if you failed, you'd actually lived up to your expectations. Which meant you'd succeeded. Something like that. So I couldn't go wrong, really. I was prepared for failure. Whichever way you looked at it, I could only succeed.
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- 1056 reads
Siren
Stone drunk, he crashes to the beach beneath the huts, hearing the waves rush and dribble off the shingle like an old woman sucking her teeth. He sees stars swimming, the moon like a lost coin, frosting the tops of waves, tricking out the groynes.
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- 827 reads
Tomorrow
We'll get up when we like. Eat when we like. Drink when we like. Play the stereo loud if we choose. Dance naked through our rooms.
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6. Only words
I'd just cleared my stuff away and put some clothes on when there was a knock at the door. It was Yoyo, come to return a hammer he'd borrowed a couple of days before. He didn't say what he wanted it for and I didn't ask ' though I noticed, in taking it back, a dark red splotch of something on the head. I still didn't ask. His business is his business.
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Melancholy
The rain came suddenly As I (is it alright to say I?) Sat at the wormwood window Looking down At the umbrella backs of Black beetles Slipping past to the tip Tap tap of the heels Of the girls come back
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My Beautiful Bad Boy
Louis was a nice boy, but he was misunderstood. That burned away inside of him like a fire he thought would never go out. He was also a clever boy, but no one much noticed that. What people noticed about Louis was that he was bad. He gave you lip. He shouted and raved, he got into fights. So they called him bad, tried to forget about him and hoped that one day he would just go away.
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- 1171 reads
5. The Afternoon after the Morning before....
"Mr Benefit? I'm calling from the Daily Mail. "Really? Well, you can go fuck a camel.
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- 943 reads
Bone Rose
After she has nearly razored off both my ears, a fistful of hair and a couple of shoulder sections, in surprise, we agree I should knock next time. Her shurikens lie like dolls on the ground by my feet,
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- 1008 reads
Horror Comic
Night of the Corduroy Beast After refusing straight to cover my legs with the maroon offenders, a wrestling match ensued at the top of the stairs. To the death! or until I gave in, let myself be clad
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- 895 reads
Down By The River
random silliness, prompted in part by the question 'how many puppies does it take to weigh down a brick?'
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Dan
¦he swings his arse over from the end of the bed and into the armchair and reaches down to click on the kettle
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New at Bermondsey
This is my first time in this particular hall Across, a hard chair hosts her first ever She brushes invisible tears, leans against the wall
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A Hospital Story
She took a large sheet of white paper and on this she made the world a hospital with rows of beds and corridors and she painted two nurses running between the patients and a doctor in a floppy white coat
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- 1409 reads
Perseid Earthgrazer
This is the best time to watch for meteors; before the moon has daubed the dark and obscure things swallow the sun. Asleep on the car-seat, driven by conviction,
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4. Lights down...
Monday 12th December 2005 ' 12:17 am A very good while later, after we'd put some more air in that whisky bottle, Sherlock and I stepped out into the night and Denise locked the door behind us. Everyone else had long gone. Sherlock stood in the lee of the door and fashioned a rollie, which he lit with the Zippo he keeps on a string around his neck. Looking up, I saw Denise's light go on in the room above the bar. Her shadow passed across the blinds and dropped out of sight as she collapsed on her sofa. I knew that feeling.
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Love of Damage
I sleep better if I go to bed with minor injuries. It is like sex but cleaner. Crooked Pleiadic verse.
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- 2178 reads
His Mother in Scents
Worried this may be a bit of a cheesy or overdone idea. Feedback welcome.
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- 899 reads
Love it or Leave it...
You never trust a fucker who can't look at you straight. He enjoyed his job, you could tell. He used to tease the animals.
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- 824 reads