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Manifest

Between the wolf and girl is a hummingbird encased in red feathers, it claws at itself, shredding its feathers into its nest. Crying out as though it is caught in a nightmare.
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America at Last – Part 2

The flight was ok as long-haul flights go, and I wouldn’t have wanted to be anywhere else, but you can get too much of anything.

Haunt

Harsh liquors stained the breath for when the silence was not appealing; The counter is unattractive in appearance and to tap its wooden build, it feels to crumble.

ONE FOR THE BOOKS

here's the plot

eyes of a child

the eyes of a child see what is happening & they know it’s not good--- they see the facial expressions of the loved ones round them, stressed out & angry, saddened & depressed,

the murder coming

those who have money, bubbling in the belly of the beast, make it their point to inform the rest of us, that if we haven’t started putting money away for our “retirement,”

for the white powder

all for the sake of white powder, s/he risks it all, daily, knowing that had s/he been born a few years earlier, that s/he’d have been luckier, that s/he’d have been able to

This room is filled with you

This room is filled with you: whose tender tremors are still felt within these jasmine scented sheets. Your heady scent is here.... Its not a dim remembered echo,

Caravantina or The Girl Who Never Grew Up

Once upon a time there were three little peasant girls named Moelle, Andrietta and Caravantina and they always used to steal apples and pears from the garden of an old woman who everyone said was a wi
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Circles

Finding the perfect woman - someone who will listen.
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On the Cusp of My Seventh Decade - IP

On December 17, 2013, I will be sixty years of age. I find it hard to write autobiographical stories. So I don’t do it. And I won’t do it now. I’ll make something up.
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America at Last – Part 1

On 21 March 2011 my dad died after a steady decline that had acquired visual contact with the runway in late January. On 4 April we committed him to the flames.

A SINGLETON ON LESBOS ISLAND - Part 2

Two hangovers before tea, and an encounter with Canoe Girl, that isn’t how my Mondays normally pan out...
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Welcome to the Twirlies Mr Cook ( I.P.)

Short and apt story for Mister cooks birthday...
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Clay

'cold and dead as winter clay'
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Dignity

A little consideration goes a long way.
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Adequate

Crushed, as cochineal I bleed My colours before you.

In the Halls of Durant High

I post this little Tribute to our classmates each year and today I was remembering the last day of school our senior year how we watched each other walk away fading into our own individual futures, so

A SINGLETON ON LESBOS ISLAND - Part 1

With no mates knocking about for a week’s holiday, which normally goes something like having a laugh, drinking beer, and chasing girls...

A Woman by Choice - Part 1

A young musician living in West Berlin learns that there is more to life than just the straight forward birds and the bees.

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