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Scream
I loved you With such darkness Drawn towards An obsidian core Absorbing emotion Like osmosis You spoke In charcoal Black words etched lightly To...
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"Where have we gone?"
Mask on mask off Battle lines drawn Where only Consideration should dwell Etiquette found In Webster’s Now defunct Empathy as rare As clovers of four...
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"Limited Vision"
Magic shimmers on the edge of periphery Tantalizing humans with its sparkle Teasing wishful thoughts Never to be granted Frolicking fairies Moonbeams...
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"Magic for a Day or 24 Hours of Trouble" (A Magical Fantasy) Chapter 2
When the sunshine filtered through the Venetian blinds and across his room Joey woke up. His first thought was, "could it really be a day of magic?"...
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Bygone Times
In distant past when spring slept through winter's chill, silent smoke emerged from chimneys spilling fumes into atmosphere, like serpents determined...
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teeter
teeter steel-toed foundations deep dug into crusted shores middle-class plastic drift pushes in layered like ageless skin cold hefty monoliths cloud...
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"They Play Unplugged Versions" [Mister Martínez 21]
Exposition, I'm bad at it, as you can see... Image confected by author from CC4.0 licenced work by Michel Zalinsky and free to use freepng.com
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mission hall
Mission Hall Charles Street, Hull is now a depression of shuttered shops - no trace remains of the Pioneer Store or the anonymous entrance to the Fig...
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Crazy Diamond (start of 3rd chapter)
They’ve herded us into halls of residence according to the alphabet, but it seems bizarre that one letter in a surname can determine who your friends...
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The Death of a Star
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A Lucky Father
. A Lucky Father by Paul McCann My children I’ve not forgot , some are mine and some are not . Some of them have passed away , some are here for...
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Glowing Embers
Flames in ancient African fires dwindling, Wisdom is sold in the desolate market where none can come to buy, and in the whithered field where the...
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My Worst Fear
Walkers, beware!
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When I am afraid …
[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Sometimes you see I am afraid because of things in stories said, remembering silly things I’ve read: And...
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there’s always Lisdoonvarna
there’s always Lisdoonvarna we camped by the strand at Louisburgh, Mayo next to a toilet block with Izal paper and clean fresh water from an outdoor...
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Brewster's Way 4
Part 4 of 4
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Flat remembered
The Friend in Arms pub stood at the end of a Georgian terrace. The houses were shabby and split into cheap flats and rooms rented by art students,...
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Red walls
Em followed him up the stair past empty alcoves and closed doors. She trailed her fingers on the wall and its red woodchip. She was a girl in her...
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Like being in a snow storm without a shovel
I'd already eaten a big breakfast the day I entered the Coney Island hot dog eating contest. The house we were staying in had a good bakery down the...
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- 411 reads