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to the beach

I stalked out to the beach, Slow-legged, weighted Equally with bucket and spade, And feeling sand trickle Into all the nooks of my sandals. I had a...

spilt milk

They are the torn edges Of a puddle of smashed glass, Bright in the morning sun. There is watery milk. It looks cold, but I don't touch it, Seeping...

overleaf

This is a poem that I submitted to the Rialto's young writers competition, and it was published sometime in 2003/4, I can't remember exactly which issue.

LUKE

"My voice is responding. I've had an exhausting day at work. I can't do anything else now."

phone home

I will call you today From a phonebox somewhere, Revelling in the anonymity. I have a quarter in my pocket, But it will work Despite being foreign...

on fear

Your eyes taunt me in the halls. That gaze is almost a brand, burnt on the inside of my ankles, my stark ribs, the ridge of my collarbone. Your...

summer

I had thought your voice would echo over the distance laid out between us. Seeing you now, a whisper of another time, I wonder at how forgiveness...

Taking a dip or trying to and failing to cajole a shag out of girls on MSN

I sometimes wonder if i am completely bonkers. This is entire fiction, every last word of it. Taking a dip or trying to and failing to cajole a shag out of girls on MSN who get very drunk at discos.
Cherry

Free

A story about a woman living with the physical violence of her husband, until one day he goes one step too far...

? and the Hall of Love

Rising with morning's call, I look beyond the bounded wall. Daylight has opened its stall, the dew-washed earth the beady pearls hanging on blades of...

F - A Come Back With

Sandra Paul rushed into the classroom. The children of class VI rose from their bench and wished in unison, "Good morning Miss". "Good morning...

I want more than I can steal

I want more than I can steal. I mean, bags of $40 a pound Mocha Java Organic coffee with low acidity and hints of citrus and blueberries is easy...

Colors of Sight

Do you see, your eyes swim out so far from the shore, wandering into the night, floating upon the waves (heaving chest, breath of fine threads, one...
Cherry

Guilty

Written for a lady who wanted more from me than my heart was willing to give.

a touch of frost

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Cherry

ZEX

You want to give me your Zex. But I haven't got the time. I cannot have your Zex. It is your problem, not mine. You say it's all got out of hand,...

Xx CAN'T STOP THINKING OF YOU xX

Can't stop thinking of you. I tried to think of trees; But then I pictured your sweet face, Peeping out from the leaves. Can't stop thinking of you...

VELVET DREAM OF YOU

I have you in the palm of my hand; Beautiful you. Loveable you. I hold you 'til you understand; Ridiculous me. Ambitious me. Intoxicated with your...

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