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Summer (IP)

Sun shining brightly high in the cloudless blue sky Everywhere bustling with excitement and people enjoying the heat Sun cream is lathered on for...
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No Better Past (IP)

Sometimes, we find better selves like lost toys, as if we’ve dusted cobwebs to reveal old ribcaged hearts garbed in younger, rawer flesh that didn’t...

Two Purrfect Sweethearts

I have two purrfect sweethearts and I'm smitten. They are yellow and they're my two new kittens. One of my babies is a girl and the other is a boy...
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If

If tattoos were edible, The people society fears most would be the sweetest. If bread were a blanket, I’d grow moldy with it. If the earth were a...
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This

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Life and Times of a Priestess: Ch.8 : Winter In The Occupied City (Part 4: Return Of The Men Of Dalos)

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The male prisoners will be allowed to return to live in their city and the camps closed down, as a new market system is introduced by the occupiers. They have suffered sexual as well as physical and mental deprivation.

Larry and Mick Give it Some Oomph

“I can’t turn the tap off,” said Larry. “Give it some oomph,” said Mick. ... “I can’t get the lid off this jar,” said Larry. “Give it some oomph,”...

Up In Alaska

Clouds move in on a clear sky Just another day for me, here in Alaska But you're down in the Bahamas And I'm missing everything you do I walk a mile...

Penumbra

An old poem that I never thought was particularly good (poetry is not my strong suit), but the inspiration point reminded me of it, so I thought I'd post it to see what others thought anyway.
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The End of the Evening

‘Can we move the table a bit Arni, I want to be in the shade.’ Arnold removed the wine glasses and placed them carefully on the ground, he held the...

Situation normal

Whiter than white

A Letter to Everyone I've Ever Met

I'm broken Everyone tells me that Like I don't already know But I have a secret From the moment you saw me, you knew I was broken. But it didn't seem...

Whatever I'm Made Of

Whatever I’m Made Of By Paul McCann From the moment I wake , to the moment I take my morning break all I do is think of you . Everything that I’m...

Distinguished Service.

After what happened Pastor Hickey didn’t know what to say to his congregation. He knew them well, perhaps too well. A shifting in the seats and the...
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Story of the week

Life in the shadowlands

NB: This piece includes reference to loss, including baby loss. Shadowlands: An indeterminate borderland between places or states, typically...

Infinite

Yesterday I was a goddess. Persephone or Selene, beautiful or fierce or loyal or kind or whatever plays best to the story you choose. And my hair is...

Not Pixar

I can almost remember happy. Sad comes so often now it can’t qualify as visiting anymore. Like a violent lover he wraps one hand around my neck...
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A Life of Cryin' - part 1

It was an early wish of mine to bring entertainment to the streets. Growing up in the city of Dundee, this was both a need sore-lacking, and a...
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Bag It

It was June 12 th, and getting out of bed in the morning was not something Ben Telfair was ever any good at. Hopping out of bed was never a problem,...
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Counting

Flash Fiction... Spain has been good to me, perhaps not to Mr Byng. Image source is Pixabay and licence is CC0

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