Cherrypicked stories

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Never Crouch, Peter

Peter, you unusual man, the surprising maths of your skull, Pythagoras blushing at your ratios, but I am thankful because of the phrase: good touch for a big man
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Silence Speaks Volumes

What do you hear when no one says a word? Everything that isn't being said - in 200 words.
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The World Wants You To

Coral cuts the Virgin Mary out of The Children’s Holy Bible and puts her face-down onto the scanner. Joseph and his donkey peer out at her through the hole Mary left.
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Mary's Choice

seasonal satire
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A Byzantine Encounter.

Arriving in Istanbul, a Muslim city, at night, had been a shock. They hadn’t known where they were. There was nothing that resembled a bus station or a tourist information booth.
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Writing Wrongs

No, I don't know either! Edit 24th August 2021
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My Lake Husband

My Lake Husband My lake husband lives tranquilly amongst books and music writing,thinking,planning for us all at night his little house beacons with a philosophy of candles casts his light
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Parallel Heaven

Dialogue with the dead? A drink with someone that's all.
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Unencounter

We meet & you greet with a joke. We walk & you talk with a smile. I’m cold & you hold me in close. We eat & you keep spilling sauce. She rings & you grin but don’t tell.
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Rest Cure

Hand me the revolver – Today, the crushed hats of spinsters Scroll past like carnival ducklings And good God that weathervane Is asking for it. When the newsagent Hands me my change
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Adjustment

The first thing that happened, We stopped separating out Our glass and plastics. Dad turned the recycling box into a still And bracketed it to the roof Next to the harpoon and the razor wire.
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The Sculptor

He carved a face for himself through milenia by looking at others,
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eli gets caught

The door to the hut flung open at ten to four in the morning, and in stormed eight guards, pistols drawn and rifles cocked.
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Instant Fires

Last term, my school introduced a one-way system for the corridors. We’ve been reading 1984 by George Orwell and I am beginning to notice the similarities.
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Ennui

My dad makes lists To entertain me At this age, I cannot explain That boredom is etched out In my eyelid veins That there is a reason Jade is my colour.
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A DAY WE REMEMBER story

Grandpa said, "I could help you catch the biggest fish of your life." And his grandson took the bait.
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Not the Maternal Type

Some women aren't meant for motherhood. My 200-word offering.

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