Cherrypicked stories

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Up Yours 2017

You may agree when I say… 2017 has been the plug to the barefoot, The scooter to the ankle, The shirt you can’t iron out every crinkle. The red sock...
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The Garden of her Life

Weeds. If you summarised the garden in one syllable, that’s where you’d be. They were everywhere, woven through the garden and spilling over the path...
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Due Deliverance

"I'm tired of people." He could hear his mother's voice in the back of his mind as he turned down a dark stretch of Route 718. Looking out through...
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In High Maroc

I sat on a roof in the mountains of Morocco Drinking mint tea, speaking bad French. I read some novel of dubious note When a goatherd approached my...
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Love in Sight

Love in Sight He tucks her in at night checks her coughing spell in the wee hours an extra blanket perhaps to chase away the chill. Married so many...
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Winter wonderland

Walking slow crunching snow dripping trees In park smattered many pied white bodies, excited children building, cheeks aglow, refreshed parents...
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My Life in Your Hands

The moment, Nicolas stepped into the apartment, he saw the white orb on the kitchen table. His heart started pounding and he froze with the hand on...
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The Emporer of the last day (Excerpt from Eagles Hunt Wolves)

The U.S.S.R. / 68° 18m N, 161° 38m E 1946 It was a land of ghosts. Three-hundred thousand prisoners; Germans, Romanians, Spanish, Italian and Russian...
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Gabby

In December 1976, me and my best mate Ray were squatting in a disused terraced house in Hanbury Street just behind Brick Lane in East London. The...
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Mike Can Draw

Some stories are so lovely that I hesitate to write them. Some legends are so fragile and delicate that I'm reluctant to reveal them. Here's a lovely...
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Sad Quiche on a Plate

A sad quiche on a plate Waiting, drying out Killing time and conversation too A sad quiche on a plate With a wrinkled complexion And egg on its face...
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new age

i miss the moonlight on my faded skin now, only screenlights illumunate them the cold touch of my window sill, the sweet waves of provincial air...
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Snowflake

Each year at this time, my family write ghost stories to read out to each other. Here's mine for this year :)
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A Time for Living

A Time for Living Hiking this path I came upon space where even quiet is subdued near a place named Tobermory top of the Bruce Trail and I finally...
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Secret Codes

I looked to the western sky at sundown I saw it as the Canvas of God. I stared into the deep infinity of the night sky I imagined every star a pin...
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Euston Station

Really sorry, this story made me so f#@]ing angry today. Image from Wiki commons.
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Red

Haven't submitted anything for ages. This a writing class exercise for setting a scene. The door was locked and bolted. Dark red, velvet curtains...
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The Warm Heart (Part 2 of 2)

On the horizon there was light. Movement. It was enough to rouse Rocko from a half doze. Toni didn’t have any sleep in her. She audited the horizon,...

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