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Louise, Naked in the Woods

Louise eased her hands back down inside my pants and smiled at me. "Are you sure it's all right to do this here?" she said. "Oh, yes," I answered as her hands began to move, slowly.

Teacher Man

Tribute to Frank McCourt (Angela's Ashes, Tis and Teacher Man) Teacher and author. He came, he learned, he taught, he left! Died 19th July 2009

JUST A PAL story

"Well, Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence, here he is. Jeremy…Jeremy Wilson." The Children's Aid Worker looks around the room, smiling her approval.

I AM THE SPOON poem

Sometimes I want to go to a fish market and disappear among the scales

Some seriusly crappy prosa

I knew you don't want it but neither did I I'm yours, there you have it, now I want to fly

Mechanism

Inspired by the white noise you hear that obliterates all thoughts when you are in the shower!

War With Words

I battle with armor. Made up of simplisticly sweet metaphors. I spit karma into your blood. Made you scared to turn a corner in your hood.

I see the world differently

Desensitized from a needle. As it bewilders me and my people.

Lovely Weather

The rain spills down.
Cherry

Chapter Nine: Monster Love Takes Control

Kate realises that sex with Medium Brown is the way forward. But will she ever be able to turn him around after she scared the bejesus out of him?

Roller-Coaster Days

"...White knuckles on metal restraints fibreglass bodies bending,..."
Cherry

Empty Sphere

Just IMAGINATION!

Four Little Fibs

Some experimental stuff.

The Disintegration

All three of them were defective and incompatible but they were a family.

Beignets and Buggies

A horse tells of its work in New Orleans pulling a carriage giving guided tours.

War

Acrimonious streets of Compton. The sound of crying children, As they mourn over their Fathers. A war over turf, over respect. Once a normal hood. Is now bleeding and wrecked.

inevitable - or - preventable

i saw a tall tree felled, and straight after that another seeing a man shot and killed right before his brother i have been watching this scene for many a day

sweet angels - or - is it really so bad

when im feeling sad and blue and my heart feels out of tune i wish sweet angels would take me flying round the moon across the sky so black, viewed only by the stars

rootin tootin - or - veg patch match

oh the joy to be a spring onion bouncing on my spring like a funny un up and down round and round and when someone comes, jump back in the ground and when the coast is clear, back out i pop

a shepherd's sacrifice for his flock- or - a capenters tale

such is the sight that befell my eyes, as i looked down upon my flock my view from way up here,I could see looks of trust not shock my wrists they start to ache as the daylight began to wain

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