Cherrypicked stories
Leaving the frame
inspiration point
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- 587 reads
Fool's Gold
Meet Leo Hastings, ageing teenybop idol.
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- 584 reads
Girls Ripen Fast
This poem appears in a format worlds away from it's original
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- 575 reads
Cake
Cake I. Fat girl across the train. We look, and feel discomfort. And we blame you (every line and fold of you) There's no room for sympathy with a...
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- 538 reads
I remember summer.
Skin was everywhere...
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- 833 reads
Middleclass whiteboy blues
yes, you've guessed, it's ironic
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- 643 reads
My ship finally came in&;#063;
Thousands a week
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- 441 reads
Memory of a free festival
80's subculture
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- 284 reads
The Chapter of Scents
part of a novel to be
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- 1018 reads
Mexican Dad (or Jesus Wis a Car Penter)
Mexican Dad (or "Jesus Wis A Car Penter") Rumour was going round our school that Billy's dad was a Mexican called Sancho Panza. This puzzled me as...
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- 699 reads
A Pleasant Dentist
As I sat down in the comfy chair I said to her: "It's raining outside so I'm wearing noisy clothes. I hope it won't put you off." She said not to...
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- 753 reads
Pearl Diver
Anthem for hotel workers of the world
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- 539 reads
Contemplating the piles
Musing in the rubble of my room
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- 741 reads
She was the girl
A tale of jealousy, growing up and fingernails
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- 362 reads
C) Part 3
All her life her parents had tsked, Don't Touch. She had learned to withdraw her asking finger tips, to love lingeringly with her eyes. Her first...
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- 495 reads