Autobiography

New life for a hot-water bottle cover!

My face is not appealing, my tummy is concealing a heart that can be hot to cheer a chilly spot. But now I’ve lost my purpose, I’m limp and lying...
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Night Terrors

Night Terrors By Sequoia Fahey The green man isn't the only strange dream I have while I am a young child. Sleeping in the loft among the click-bugs...
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Rhythm Of The Sioux

Part Two Dear diary...Summer of 1994 was filled with months of glorious sunshine. I was lucky enough not to be going out to work that year and so...

My Past... Your Present.

taken from my medium post on... https://medium.com/@rosalind.j.lee/my-part-in-the-holocaust-2ab5e8ebf749 My Part in the Holocaust. It’s hard to...
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At five years of age

you told me that people are shaped like stars and I realised that nobody else gets to see this, gets to see you and what you are in the pauses, in...
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An Unexpected Change

Dear diary...I can recall parts of the early 1990s like they were yesterday. It was the beginning of a change in another direction for me. I'd been...

Mary-O: The Old Lady of Piss and Vinegar

Mary-O The Old Lady of Piss and Vinegar By Sequoia Fahey Mary-O is an elderly woman, who swears worse then any fisherman I have ever heard, and she...
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Across

I may be too late. I shift in the cramped seat and my neck creaks. I’m cornered in the clear forehead of a bus clattering down the Autobahn. It’s...
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Days of Poetry and Thunder (haibun)

I strolled along the newly-landscaped river Rea at Longbridge, Birmingham. It’s the site of the now-defunct Austin-Rover car factory, and this part...
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