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"Willow's Missing Tail" 14
“Martha…Are you reading this?” Perfidia’s voice was low and vibrating with anger. “I’m right next you Perfidia and yes, I am,” Martha responded in a...
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Thabo Mbeki
Thabo Mbeki is a South African leader and member of the African National Congress who served as the second president of South Africa. Before that he...
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New car, anyone?
My little old car failed its MOT yesterday. In order to determine whether or not to help me buy a new one, my mother turns to my sister as she...
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Mother
(This is a fully revised version of a story I tried to land a few years ago) Don’t struggle, your arms won’t come free. I made them tight. Your eyes...
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New Directions (21)
Entering the threshold I looked down at the hall mat with its yellow elephant pattern – the first thing I saw when I first visited Celia’s home...
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Stuff
Jeff Bezos has all my money (allegedly). He owes me an invitation to the wedding at the very least. I must have paid for the buffet in books alone...
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RAAC (A concrete poem with with holes in)
It's not about concrete
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The truth gradually sets off
I'm not surprised I got there before her. Although we only called each other briefly, she sounded hesitant and confused during the conversation. I...
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Jenny And The Magic Playground
Jenny And The Magic Playground By Paul McCann On her way home from school Jenny passed by an old house with a balloon on a string tied to the front...
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Fire Light
Fire Light Ignite and consume. Inflame until it enlightens. Purify impurities: Blazes array infirmities away. Show formation from revelation. Go...
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Last Path
Last Path Dancing on the mountain, in free spirit: Barefooted, eagles rise in the west wind toward the new frontier, Shedding blood trails: Odyssey...
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Silence Sea
Silence Sea This silent sea reflects off her golden crescent moon: through the shadows of Japan's sea of trees. Her upper leafy canopy branches have...
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1:5:1 Quatarr (Part 4)
The other villagers watched in a mix of awe and confusion as they saw a very pale figure walk straight through their settlement and towards their...
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How to write short form prose, 1: the ransom note
Dear Professor Storos We have your daughter, pay us £16,000 or else. “There’s the ransom note,” said “Hircliff, “Take this Dogboat and post it...
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Standing in the Shadows of Love (Dead Reckoning series - Part 9)
In which Samantha finds her place, Josiah looks forward to a dinner engagement and Archibald finds it all so confusing!
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Parcel for you..Part 26
By the time Vanessa got back to the house she was beginning to have a niggling feeling that she might live to regret inviting Spencer into her bed...
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Projecting
After the walk to the next village, I get the bus back home. Flopping down onto the seat to look out the window for dolphins as the bus birds-eyes up...
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Deep Sea
I look towards the depthometer. 1000 meters. 2000 metres. With every descent my heart ascends further and further into my throat. 3000 metres. 4000...
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Rejecting the Call
If you happened to find yourself walking down Jericho Street on the 9th of April in the afternoon, you would come across a truly saddening sight,...
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