Cherrypicked stories

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K- Anti-Masochistic

Help on the way
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Of Peasoup and Piracy: (Butlers Wharf Winter 1962)

I have an investment here over the knots of a century it's bound around the fraying years on a cleat of memory so loosen time and pull boys flex the...
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A The Drive: Tale of a Man Chapters 1&;2

The man, a true eccentric, road trips to find the only thing he loves other than himself: Maria.
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Reacting Badly to Criticism

"And," sighed my manager, "you react badly to criticism." He pushed his soft body back against his padded chair. His sticky fingers settled into a...
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Saint Paul's from Ludgate Hill

Dawn ebbs, half-light recedes, and only the faintest trace of night lingers in the cold side alleys that reach from the yawning street.
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Disquieting Lights

Old wounds heal....
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Dad's Addiction

A father struggles with sobriety.
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work in progress
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Alone

A terrified character realises the horror of solitude
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In a different class

A story of football... and jealousy
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Zeinab's cafe

the world revolves around the cafe on the corner
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Beholder's Eye

It could happen to anyone.
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Fugitive

Can the Fugitive escape..&;#063;
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The brave

She says to her husband (who's too busy with the papers): "Well, at least they don't need to worry about birth control."
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Embers of Obligation

An intense relationship's last throes
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Rain again

rain again the road winds round the battered elm, in reverence a slip shod slapping bag of effluence ambles across the sand stones clatter
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Keep breathing

"Keep breathing." I always forget that. Everything weighs heavy, like the crooked grocer on the black market fiddle, a finger on the scales of my life;
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I thought I saw you

I thought I saw you last night, Walking briskly through Paddington Station. I thought I saw you, Your hair brushed by an unknown breeze, A secret...
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Untitled fragment 2 - a poetic evolution

Original ----------------- dry stagnant fragments of burnt summer dragged through saline warmth and nurtured steam intoxicated segments of fire,...

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