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Angel 72 (church hall)

With the two guards behind her, Angel skirted around the side of the church. The tar path was uneven, moss from the borders of the grass lapping up...
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On Being Pursued By A Wolf

Their nattering had gone on long enough. The wolf crooked its enormous head suddenly, and they ducked down lower behind the boulder. They quietly...
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Poem of the week

A Slip of the Mother Tongue

Dialect of my mother - burbled from rain-sodden currents in Derry’s Foyle, meltwater brogue of bogs, fairies and goblins, smoky with bacon, whiskey...
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Dark Hart

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A Day Interrupted- part II

The follow up medical routine wasn’t quite so cheery. A 12-day, after appt. with an orthopedist, confirmed that the accident had indeed caused bone...
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Angel 71 (graveside)

When the funeral dirge played, Angel felt it like a punch to her stomach. She knew it was time to take Lisa’s body away. The undertaker with black...
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John Wayne Brown - Part IV

Even though you did me wrong, I've written a few poems about you. You came in my house and stole some pills, that was a bad thing to do. You also...

Mother Of Recognition

Mother of Recognition by Paul McCann Mother of recognition help me to acknowledge those who would betray me . Mother of recognition show me the...

Teardrop hug

A teardrop in a hug. Water trickles a reminder of your desires. You can no longer ignore them, they're seeping through and out of your skin from your...

Home

Home Can you find a home in a person? Perhaps. They say home is where the heart is, and sure I'm grateful for those I have in my life, I have my...
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Count your blessings

*/ Some days naturally give you a little perk in your step. Others, well, others not so much. Some of the other days, well, you start to let your...
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Angel 70 (burying the living)

The guards were running late, and the taxi ride took forever, but Angel was just glad she’d got the chance to say goodbye to her wee girl. Church...
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Story of the week

a-minor prophet

once I almost hooked you with a letter. once i yanked your grey taffy down into my ecosphere and let it go flapping back into your face like a window...
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I Never Saw The Rain

Thankfully my childhood was ALL summer...................
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A Crowd of Shades

Not about much. Of little substance, like shades. Image by artist timitzer source https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Shadowman-3.jpg free to use with accreditation in acc with CC3.0 Unported.
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Imagine

She sits where she always sits, at her table, outside her café. And she drinks what she always drinks: the caramel latte with a swish of cream. And...
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Food Banks

I’ve started buying two of things one for me, one for you. Every time I put something in the trolley I see a mouth saying thank-you. I love the way...
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The meat counter

The butcher and his vicar wife have stopped eating meat and these days they’re agnostic at best. Their lives revolve around Sundays, meat and God...
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Nintendo's Wii U Got a Bum Rap

Certain people hate the Wii U, they call it a piece of crap. But I like the game console and I think it got a bum rap. It's no XBOX One or PS4 but it...
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Angel 69 (delays)

Angel listened for Adam’s cries and when she couldn’t hear them rushed over to his cot, praying he’d be alright, even though she didn’t believe in...

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