Cherrypicked stories

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Mr. Henderson's Class - Part 2

On Saturday afternoon a few students from Mr. Henderson’s class met in Anaka Clark’s basement. “Wow,” said Jordan. “Are these your Grandfather’s records?”
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So Much to Learn

A love story spun around TS Eliot's poem "Portrait of a Lady."
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Waterloo Sunset. Part Two

A police car and a screaming siren. The music for the last couple.
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Nick Clegg Ate My Homework

A: "I wrote this a few months ago and forgot about it." B: "Chinny reckon."
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Girl Gone Dancing

For the first, and the very last time, she knew what they meant by ‘coming home’.
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G SPOT

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Growing Old (Part 2 of 2)

A man approaching his 80th birthday awakens one morning feeling useless. A day spent with his son at the ocean puts his life back in perspective.
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Growing Old (Part 1 of 2)

A man approaching his 80th birthday awakens one morning feeling useless. A day spent with his son at the ocean puts his life back in perspective.
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What Burns Sometimes Returns

A lifetime of control That bears the weight of a sixteen year-old girl, Lighting up against her parent’s wishes On her best friend’s porch, In dead light you called dead
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A Candy-Coated World

A snowstorm inspires a man as he walks with his dog through a gorgeous London tableau, thinking thoughts of love for himself, and his hound.
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Childhood's End

I drown these days in memories of lives I have never lived.
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PENNIES FROM HEAVEN ?

look out below !
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Witch Hunt

The landlady from hell makes life miserable for a young man in London. Until he plots revenge.
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Of Bees and Flowers

The Bees Oh, we plunder cotton thistle and we liberate the rose for wherever nectar glistens, there we honey makers go. God save our United Queendom;
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Woody's Epitaph

A chapter from my personal story of the people in the town I live in.
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When I'm Gone

I long to hear the pitter-patter-fizz of acid rain eroding the dank roof my mausoleum.
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Helen, I saw you on TV last night..

Helen, I saw you on TV last night calling yourself Sally talking about high pressure and patchy rain pointing at clouds with a painted Smile that used to brighten my day back then
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Lorry Man

Try to read this like a rap - If you can!
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Two Brothers Sailed.

Two brothers sailed from the isle of muck, They took a silver coin for luck, A barrel of laughs and one of beer, And a miniature mule to carry their gear,
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January

Again I sit here, as I have every morning for months, waiting to hear singing birds in my mind, but the bee just won’t budge.

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