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Keep my head down Keep my eyes shut I have my reasons No ifs and buts I won’t apologise If my language bites I’m tired of all the wrongs And bored...

It's no good muttering, Stuttering and spluttering. Stuffing the toast you're greedily buttering. The candle's lit, but it's sooty and guttering...

A fate worse than death? Perhaps. Image author's own created at canva.com.

Click here for the previous chapter! George George had that sinking feeling—both in the sense of experiencing dread (for the very first time in the...

How I hate that dratted blackbird. Always there singing its fluid song, a song in praise of...some would say nature, others sunrise, some the sexual...

Plot development, MOI? Image has no known copyright issues.

( A tribute to the destitute ) Welcome all, migrants, adventurers, destitute. This land belongs to noone. These cliffs, these calcite forms, these...

A girl returns to local conservation land again and again as she grows up, wrestling with her own emotions and relationships with others. Join her as she learns what the supposed healing power of nature can really do. To give you a sense of the length, this story is 8 pages when in a google doc. I have very little writing experience, and I tried to add some symbolism and other deeper information in this piece. Please feel free to give feedback and say what you found in it!

The latest word game rapidly expanding. (Image is a screenshot of one of my efforts).