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Assange Dancing

I saw Assange dancing in the Ikon gallery in a windowless cubbyhole of a neo-gothic tower tucked away from wide white spaces where young people with...
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Thanks A Bunch

Thanks A Bunch It was Easter holidays, I’d been in to do a bit of marking And make sure the ‘Speaking and Listening’ had been entered Sarah a nd the...

A Clear Winner

&nbsp A Clear Winner P K Routray The scientists and the science command modern man’s reverence. The students with sharper brain prefer the...

Larry and Mick and the Eighth Instalment in the Story of the Coleslaw Catastrophe

“And now for a special announcement by the President of the United States of America... Mr Tonald Drump.” “Turn it over,” said Larry. “I can’t,” said...

Razing the Roof

Razing the Roof The day for re-roofing had finally arrived. Seventeen months ago, Hurricane Irma had struck South Florida, doing considerable damage...
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Love in the Days of Dial-up

We met on a VMS mainframe Over dialup, in bits per second - 1200
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Cone Of Enlightenment

Pine cones scattered waiting motionless, delicate living things, nature's minuscule diving boards that have no springs, upturned becomes shelter for...

Dear Dad … 2)

[not about 50 years of technological changes this time, but about Mum’s life after his death …]
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125 Bucks

I agreed to do a lot of yard work for a man for 125 bucks

Agent Duck VI

Final installment. A duck walks into a bar...

Coleslaw Catastrophe pt7: ‘The Pub'

The hummus delivery driver was on the G&Ts. Again. She was finding it all a bit much. But then she didn’t need a global condimentary apocalypse...

Mrs Muhulu and the Coleslaw Catastrophe (CCpt6)

She observed the coleslaw in the distance. The coleslaw slurged towards her. “Oh dear,” said Mrs Muhulu. But then she had an idea. She got out the...
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A Letter to a Neighbour

Dear Gloria, You don’t know me very well, perhaps you don’t know me really at all, and why would you, being so young, and having nothing more in...

Black Hole

Somewhere out there, now, is a picture of A faraway place Remote, black, cold Alien Somewhere out there, now, a malevolent vacuum Swirls, crushing...

Have You Heard

Have You Heard By Paul McCann Waiting for the night bus at Regent street on Friday it must have been around half past seven , this girl crossed over...

By the way

Was a postbox, and I thought, maybe I should write something to someone, then I thought why bother.
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Angel 56 (old wounds)

Angel had kept in touch with Bruno by phoning him. They skittered around where Tony was like two drunks trying to find loose change to pay for a...

Agent Duck V

Being where Frank finds a new meaning.

What remains

I collected them all: my tragic moments, my fatal dramas. As if I wanted to examine what the worst thing is that ever can happen to a person. One day...

I'm In Jail Because Of My Wife's Breasts

Even though my wife is somebody who I love and adore, She decided not to let me touch or see her boobs anymore. Every time I wanted to see or caress...

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