Cherrypicked stories

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dessy dense star

other side of the coin, or something.
Cherry

Affordable Housing?

Rows of terracotta roofs and miles of decking...
Cherry

The Strangers on the Trains ( Part 4)

Emily confronts Paul about her concerns. Then the fat man arrives.
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The Molloch Ballet

Near the sheer shore where Poseidon’s symphony floats over dusky night water, factory gears twirl and push concrete and lights up, up, up into the smog-orange sky where frozen they stay
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Hymn

I crept in a dwelling that was not of my own, but was of my own. Smoldering decay with paint that peeled from its walls; floor made of disgust and vomit inducing sights.
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As if Dancing to Basie

Legs of muscle, soft cinnamon kisses. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8IVX8BayOCA
Gold cherry

One Direction

the taste reminds me of my music teacher's endless, porcelain fingers
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Beside The Seaside

Over the remnants of a fry-up and a marriage, a man assesses his life...
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The naked self

Apologies for repeating myself. Wanted to keep it as a whole and do some tidying.
Gold cherry

The Wrong Coat

notes on memoir.
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The Five Elephants Problem

I was woken at 6.30 a.m. by a hammering on my back door. I dressed quickly and shouted for Alun to come in.
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BRAILLE

touching
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Confessions of a Schizophrenic

Don't stop at that red light. Walk into the street right now, in front of that speeding car. I dare you.
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Owl And Pussycat

"Right now we've got four pounds thirty six pence between us and utter destitution, and it's a fortnight until pay day. What are we gonna do, Owl?”
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The Muse of Houston Street - Part 2

This ends the two part fantasy. Backhouse sees the light ... a little late as usual. I was tickled pink to see the cherries for part one.
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Lonie 78

end and justice of sorts.
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The Becoming of the Bell

The Amatola’s loss was Cromarty’s gain. The belle of Spanish shipbuilding beached, Grievously wounded in her side; Unable to resist the fierce allure of the rocks,
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Healing (Part Eight)

I was still shaking a week later, not because I had committed another killing but because it was such a horrific one.

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