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Cherry

Heave

Stop that! What you're doing, it's nauseating; drawing them words in the animal fat smeared across the formica. With your fingers all greasy like...

How&;#063;

How can a person love you if they don't love all of you&;#063;
Cherry

I am suitably contrite

It would appear the system said that you are being cheeky (i blushed bright red) and are attempting to rate your own story! was that one mine? We...
Cherry

Waking glad a poem written in green biro

And on those mornings In between the sheets. The sun wakes glad, And there are no ordinary things, Anywhere. In between the sheets. I am always me...
Cherry

The poem wit no title

He said do you hog the covers? and I was his just as sure as i loved my mom, chocolate and my favourite tv programme. And this was what I had done...

A being invincible

Yesterday wasn't it good Didn't it feel Like it had never happened before Like the sun was just trying the shining for kicks And we were along for...
Cherry

Dream

Ivory and intelligent, the snake. A real thing in a real dream. Knew. It knew the woman, who: smiled like trees screaming; talked love; taught...

Butterkist bliss

Underneath a dark canopy In between those moments Of butter-kissed thighs And sighs. We play to a sky Packed with stars A celestial audience. And for...

Stillborn

Fantasy story about a traveller, with a twist.

Kept prisoner

the mind as a prison

Bye bye Cynthia

About a suicide
Cherry

Spring in the Country

A city boy placed with a gaelic speaking rural family finds it's not at all like Enid Blyton.

Something's happening.

Sketch about BBC coverage of the War On Terror

Hawk

In Loving memory of Cyril Clifford Sleight, 5/1/1906 - 5/2/2002.

Some very odd behaviour on the train.

It's a little mystery vignette about people travelling on a late train and observing each other. It
Cherry

Aubade

the future feels like it's setting in the past's plaster cast but remembering won't heal the breaks from outside the first bird expresses space with...
Cherry

He said...

About someone whose senses were dull
Cherry

Peacefully, in hospital...

Recollection of a hospital death, about 30 years ago

I'll let you know

For the indecisive

Upwey, Dorset

A wet day in Dorset

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