Cherrypicked stories
Silverland IV
Anna sat with her hands folded in her lap while the two policemen filed in and stood either side of the door. She could feel her pulse fluttering in her throat and moved her head slightly to ease it.
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Silverland III
“He came here again! On the very same day he dared to show his face here again! I didn’t let him through, he stayed out here in the shop, but I don’t know how he could dare!”
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- 1348 reads
SIlverland II
Peter was reading, or something. He’d muttered something about “re-evaluating some maps” while they were still lying in bed, about half an hour ago. Sara had let him go, but not very willingly.
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Silverland I
It was a Ford Falcon. The engine was cooling, making tiny noises that echoed in the narrow road.
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I have always wanted to dream of flying
I remember that bodies pop when they land and I would explode like some sort of unholy watermelon. Pips and pitch strewn across the childrens play area.
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Playing it out for the camera
Keith is married. Or is he? His fiancee seems to think so but then she's on her way to Brussels in an Easyjet. Alone.
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- 1186 reads
Track 14: Space Junk by Devo
200 words.
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- 3177 reads
The Road of Dust
Welcome to the Beginning...
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- 761 reads
These Walls
A poem about the barriers we put up, crushes and wooden planes.
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The Black Pointy Hat
Not that the scarecrow minded how he looked; he was, after all, just a scarecrow...
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- 1862 reads
THE QUEUE MASTERS
Queue for bread, queue for milk, queue for sex. It's the great British tradition after all. Empires were built on it!
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- 603 reads
Dance Dance Revolution
The tramps have started grooving. I do not approve. When they bodypop It makes me itch. I saw a vagabond in a tweed coat Spinning on his head Making his damp trilby go all flat.
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- 1089 reads
The Fridge
A short story about the fridge that never killed me.
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- 2068 reads
Doing a Corporate
2 co-workers are ill-met at a New Year's Eve Corporate celebration
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Secret Messages
He leaves the phone cradle Turtle-flipped beside a biro Doodle of fire To remind her Of the night they sat Wang-eyed on a see-saw And kids set some bins alight Near the far railings.
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- 1066 reads
Pale and Ignorant
A long exhalation of air, laden, worrisome. A sound in the dark. Two figures le, one sleeps,
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- 1253 reads
Dreams: Monday to Friday.
Monday: I am scoring anti-capitalist slogans on a Coke billboard at the back of London Road market whilst supping a Sprite. My geography teacher points out that Sprite
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- 1382 reads
Deep Soul Treasure
A friend said today. That I have to split love. Between, a reason, a season, or forever. I'd never heard that before. But it makes a sense. Although it's still raw. I think of her,
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- 1496 reads