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Fire
I have set him on fire. Poured petrol over him as he lay in bed. Held the plastic container upside down, shaking out every last drop. I struck a...
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Feast
Celebrating Messiah’s birth, or family time for relaxation, jollity and mirth – but will excess bring weariness, fractiousness, and dearth of cash and joy in January? [IP: on …
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The Last Christmas (Part Two of Two)
Part One at: https://www.abctales.com/story/marandina/last-christmas-part-one-two The Last Christmas - Part Two of Two It had just turned midnight...
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A Hitch-Hiking Man 1962
I am parallel to any highway of leftover towns from a loving family long – long ago the trees are my guideposts & I follow whichever way they...
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Mudbath! (The Ultimate Day Trip Of All Possible Day Trips!) by Alfred N. Muggins (from his recent holiday in Marmaris, Turkey!) Part 3
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(The events and feelings described here actually occurred in May 2022) 16/7/22 Winding through the streets of Marmaris in the minibus, a couple of...
Ode on a Cockroach, Negev Desert, Israel
You scared me once, cockroach! But that was in the past. A distant memory, no more! You moved too fast and I hated you with a fierce lust for your...
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Letter to the unknown Mother of the Bronte sisters
Oh wise, wise Woman, unknown, unremembered. Lost to history. What a Woman you must have been. Unknown. Except by them, your Daughters. Clever girls...
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It's A Cracker! Isn't It?
Peregrine delivers Christmas cheer, virtually, whilst Prudence makes things go with a bang!
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The Last Christmas (Part One of Two)
The Last Christmas (Part One of Two) Ali sat stoically in his Toyota Prius, the engine ticking over as he waited. He would take a cigarette break at...
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Don't Worry
Don’t Worry good folks – it really ain’t so bad living on the street (except for rain & snow) someone said an old lady like me should be home...
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She's Paying The Price
An intoxicated man hit a woman's car when he decided to drive. She didn't die when her car was struck but her son didn't survive. She couldn't even...
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Remembered loves and unknown others
(This is a piece of fiction but with many connections to my own life and experience). Pleased that she’s ahead of herself this year Clara is writing...
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Mince pies
I hate mince pies! They whole idea of them makes me feel uncomfortable. They’re call ‘mince’ pies, even though there’s no actual ‘mince’ in them. My...
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Athena
On Saturn’s green and marschy land, the Goddess Athena did land. Adrift from home and hope and fate, she’d had a lot upon her plate. So, settled in...
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Falling
I laid upon my wooden floor, dented and separated with age and oddly comfortable until you paid too much attention to the unwavering solidity of it,...
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Home Hunting
"What do you yearn for?" I couldn't help but ask myself what a strange question this was. Right now I seem to yearn for a mug of freshly brewed...
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She Was Colour
In a monochrome world, she was colour. Everywhere she went, everyone she encountered was brushed with the rainbow that was her. Little by little she...
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Dimension
You are changing dimensions. The mention of change Makes your throat close, Breathing restricted, constricted, and ticked off the list is another...
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The Killing Fields
Pol Pot wus . . . Christmas music coming out of de shops. I tink I love dem all. Even de shite ones. Cliff Richard. Dose are shite ones. Jona Lewie...
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U
Wrote a very serious poem about racism. Tore it up. Wrote another serious poem about racism. Tore it up. Wrote another and another. Tore them all up and made a bonfire of my piety in my wastebasket. ( Note to self: Never forget that there's a smoke alarm in my man cave). Once I'd cleared the smoke and explained to the rest of the household there was no real fire, I wrote some doggerel and threw in a few spanners for good measure. There, I thought, I feel so much better.
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