Cherrypicked stories
Tandem
We drank rum and coke every evening the summer you made the tandem in our back garden.
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Well, are you going to speak to me about what's going on, or just continue to ignore and deny things?
I am not good at honesty. I haven't done it for quite a while and get by in life with a habitual and comfortable order so that I don't have to be brutaly honest. My only suprise in all this is that I have survived until my major arteries decided to bleed.
Park Cemetery - Stoke Newington
Every had anybody tell you that the day was going to be a glorious one because of you?
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Down
Picnics in the park are only a temporary solution. There are I am sure permanent ones. Samar came to see me in hospital the day before I was discharged and told me that in her opinion pretty much everyone goes to heaven, which echoes my view after studying St Iranaeus.
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But I cried once
Shuffling onwards Clutching our drip stands Hydrating wishes And imaginations with Future years. Sometimes in the night I hear screams And anxious cries and often sighs above So few tears
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The Woman From Number Twelve.
How strange she seems Each time she appears, Glancing left and then right, Left and then right every time. Dartingly fast, she checks no-ones there, Before cautiously leaving the house. How odd, I surmise.
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"her night's performance"
a bough gently leans across the calm, still lake. its reflection pulls to the sky and softly kisses the brow of each cloud, leaving a slight indentation from which rain will now fall. extend the branches
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Greetin Card Writer
I sent me off one of those there advertizement thingys for learning to be a greetin card writer
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The Outhouse
"...Off the narrow, winding country road, at the end of a long gravel driveway, stood the main house..."
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Loose Change
"...sometimes there would be serious injuries and they would get to watch the dead and mangled bodies be carted away."
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Watching Columbo
I got used to sleeping in my clothes
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On our way to the fairground
She pumped his heart like an industrial-size ketchup dispenser.
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List Your Friends
I discovered I had forty eight friends a number I was happy with as it split perfectly into four divisions
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Dipsomania House
* Home * Read * Write * Talk * Magazine * FAQ Home Dipsomania House By fatalky from the ABC set DIPSOMANIA HOUSE The early morning chorus of phlegm began in earnest that day, it seemed
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A Wedding Poem for Dave and Kara
To him, she was his open window. The sweet sigh of sunshine floating to settle - heat seems to settle in a corner on a blanket under her content, calico cat. he senses her in the breeze running from its ocean
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A MAN WHO WAS DONKEY
as uyou wish
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Elephant & Aliens to Brighton
- What was stopping you just picking up the phone and calling me? > An elephant sat on me.
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Later
Later she must sleep with her husband; curled inwards, three inches of lemon sheet insulating her from the man and his bleak arousal. Now she has become an eagle, spread and ravening, betrayed by wine,
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Three decent bombs, one excellent
I'm getting used to days of rescheduled telly, half-hoping a friend will answer his phone from under the rubble.
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Heart. By. Off.
Now, professors in convertibles tear past me, tossing ashtrays full of lit half-smoked cigerettes into the road, making tarmac briefly special.
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