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The look on her face was of confusion. The look on her face when she saw the gun in his hand was of surprise. The look on her face when he spun it round in the air at Tom Maher was of terror.

Daniel had read the rules over and over until he knew all twenty by heart. Jenny only knew two, not to lie and not to be selfish, that was all she...

My Village Part 4 Our Rivers Cuddling as a mother holding my village close to her with her branches as limbs to support to give the warmth of love...

Truth Always Wins Out By Paul McCann . Back stabbers betray and stand in the way of truth and kindness . but in their blindness they will loose their...

(For the third of these letters, I had been working on trying to explain some of the moral pressures and changes of 50 years on, but not an easy topic, but, prompted by the current IP, I thought I should persevere.)

I am a blob, Such a slob. Just a bubble, Posing in the grubble. Grim faced and troubled. Playing with my knife, Creating sickness and strife. Having...

honey eyes chocolate eyes eve's eyes mother's eyes brown is the sand brown the earth muddy water mercy of the storm white of the sea heaven's eyes...

A (mildly) saucy little ditty.

a retelling of the legend of Icarus in modern political satire (This was the original version of Project Icarus, “ silly men doing silly things ” ,...