Cherrypicked stories

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Werner Herzog helped Joaquin Phoenix from a car wreck;

That empty clunk Went twice round the globe; They felt it in their guts
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It was clear

The stars were sardines, the moon was made of brick dust and pyrex.
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I'm sick of these lousy actresses

Dear Peter, I use an A4 year diary as my notebook. As I write this I am crossing through Tuesday 14th February and eating an advocado. I don't care about my hips. By Wednesday you will note you recieved no card.
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Iceman

X-Men poem. Iceman was one of the original five X-Men, and could freeze the moisture in the air. He often rode on an 'ice slide'.
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In The Kitchen

I was pouring a drink at the counter. You turned the corner and I watched your socks pad across the linoleum. I looked up and asked if you wanted one. You said you did.
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On Cosmopolitan and Mutual Deflowering with My Not-Quite-Step-Brother

We downed that half-bottle of port for courage, pilfered from the pantry: Kool-aid chased with a bellyful of fire and then too-casually watched big-hair bands wiggle leather-clad asses on
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Motion

Motion
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In Memory of my Mother.

Night enfolds the home with bated breath Death walks abroad no stranger here, And I alone in silent thought await The passing of a life I hold so dear There should be something that I need to say
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Punching the air in euphoria

Archive footage was found by the South Bank Show -a home recording by one of his nieces of the moment that he created pathos
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The Oak Tree

There was never enough light in this house, no matter how bright the sunshine was outside. The hallway was the same dark green it had been the day I'd bundled my hastily packed rucksack out of the door vowing never to return. So many shadows here and that smell: medicine and over-cooked food lingering in the thick, dark air. The clatter of crockery from the kitchen where my mother was preparing the tea.
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Like George Best

he told me about playing football with George Best their interchange of passes which resulted in a spectacular overhead kick.
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Cheeses

you need to be there to feed the chickens
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Loving London

Loving London It didn't matter to him that her skin, smattered like a tube map, woke up ugly and raw, that he could not remember the names of any of the routes or the full stops of her tongue and temper.
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Father Time

"Anything?" questioned Pegasus. "Would you give me your dignity, your soul, the lives of your wife and children? Would you give up your freedom and live as a slave? Allow the damnation of all the innocent on earth? Would you give me all of that, so that you may live?
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White Space (Words 4291)

White Space (Words 4291) Lee Walker pressed down, down, down on the list of names until he saw Taylor Ball. He hesitated then dialled. After five rings, a voice: "Lee? "Mate, yeah. It's me, Lee.
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Eschatology

I've pretty much nicked the first line of this from Joe Dunthorne. So, kudos to him.
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The Prey.

What foolish whim brought me to take the path through the park tonight? I should have taken the longer route home, safe in the bright lights and crowded streets. Instead I was lured by the promise of fresh air, breezes gently caressing my face swirling my long chestnut-coloured hair around my face in a merry dance of freedom. The October night is full of sounds, drumming on my sensitive ears like rain pounding against the windows I can never hope to see. I hoist my gym bag over my shoulder, taking comfort in the contents, knowing I have done all I can to protect myself from harm.
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epic

a (not so speedy) poem
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First Wave

My brother's home is his fortress. The drive is a runway. The garage is a hangar. Cars and SUV's ready for deployment.
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Rogue

bumping into his trolley in Asda

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