Autobiography
Dusk Deep January
I’m tired of this winter...tired of writing poems about rain,
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where do you find my love
Where do you find my love. When I was 10 my dad was off to the pen Not the one you hold in your hand But the one where men lose their souls Before I...
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Models have Vaginas too
All of a sudden, as if touched by an impatient prod, Or electric shock from the dozens of heartbeats panting expectantly... A naked figurine - A...
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Me and dad
There were two ways to walk to the town; usually it was by the road. But some days, when time stretched ahead without limit, when the mood was on for...
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The Man Next Door

In an isolation unit in a London hospital I am forced to come to terms with the man next door...
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What Remains

(Edit) Her latest piece – The Goldberg Variations still open at the final page.
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Colour Me Blue
Shall imagine the sky is Aquamarine... not a weary shade of Winter Gloom;
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Fox
'Across clearings, an eye, a widening, deepening greenness...' Ted Hughes
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Brown Linoleum
I’m sweating like a pig as I mop crusted gunk from the floor. Damn dogs. Can’t eat like civilized creatures, they have to eat like goddamn wild...
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Dear Diaries
I've been going to write, again, for such a long, long time.
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THAT WAS THE FRIENDSHIP WE HAD BACK THEN
THAT WAS THE FRIENDSHIP WE HAD BACK THEN For Gary Around forty-eight years ago when I lived above my dad’s shoe repair shop at 116 Bradford road; I...
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All the right places
I've been looking for myself...
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Your mother wrote me a thank you note
...about Christmas eve and the first night that it felt like I was becoming a part of your family when we sat in the back of your parents SUV and...
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These Foolish Things
...the boofadoo you bought in Provence...
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Autobiography part 2
The fear of surviving another suicide attempt kept me alive for another two years. In my effort to become a functional human being again, I began to...
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Autobiography part 1
This is an assignment for my creative writing class. We were instructed to write who we are, where we’re going, and why we’re taking the class. The...
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Schism
You came forth different thorny and beaten your unfurling violent and self-loathing the constant sense that nothing is right not with you, in your head.
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3 friends dead-in one night.

I had three friends die in one night. I was in a bad mood anyway, just had an argument with someone, after a night of rowing. I'd thrown a bottle of...
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My Daughter and Other Angels
Tucking into her calzone, she insists she wouldn’t change a thing about her life.
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Thomas
I can’t get the dream out of my head. Ringo Starr was talking. “It was a busy day on the Island of Sodor. Thomas was delivering cake for the Fat...
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In The Time of Job When Mischa Was A Zippie - January 20th 1973 Part 4
Part 4 - Scattered Yippies Launch Counterattacks! - Film at 11:00 Zippies scattered to the wind in all directions, police in hot pursuit. My legs...
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In The Time of Job When Mischa Was A Zippie - January 20th 1973 Part 3
Part 3 - The Coronation (The Saga of the Rat Float) The Presidential motorcade had safely reached its destination, in spite of our best efforts, and...
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In The Time of Job When Mischa Was A Zippie January 20th 1973 Part 1
The Time of Job When Mischa Was A Zippie January 20th 1973 Part 1 The Journey “Attention: All flights are canceled due to the current hazardous...
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Attempting sunrise
The rays yawned over morning dew stretched golden arms westward
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Three Days to Three Weeks.
Three days to three weeks, Simple words, yet a life sentence. Your world shrank from ward, to room, From bed to rigid foetal position. The horrified...
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Now and Then (The Calling)
And every now and then I go back to what, perhaps it seems I can't recall although the calling comes. The neighbouring 'Holdens', he pipe tobacco...
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"The Little One", Earthquakes and Dorothy. ( Part 10)
I’m sure if you asked most people about Japan they would think of it as one complete land mass. Of course it isn’t. It’s made up of thousands of tiny...
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Can you see what's going on in your classroom? (leggings)

Alberta Augusta Gore, a plain bespectacled child, of about nine, sat in a classroom with another twenty two children in a primary school in...
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Half-Past December
This wasn't how it was meant to be... the day you came to me.
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Room-ours
Room-ours. Looking up into the terraces A light shines in a window Exterior darkness masks the shadows Interior light bounces of glossy walls I...
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A Feminine Secret
**** A poem about abortion, that thing that no-one really talks about. **** Cut the chord, Splice the sound, Break the music into splinters. A...
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S.L.U.T.S.H.A.M.I.N.G

Suddenly you have Lost a friend Under the guise of Too much time apart Silence and Hatred All because you Made a mistake In the acrid light of a...
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Night piece

The eyes chose the night to download their images in the dark room when it was safe after they'd all gone and the covers were tight. Out back an...
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Life -- Much More Precious
Dear readers, each of us should have funny days to talk about, as Esther and I do, in our 39th year of marriage. Since my stroke fourteen years ago I...
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Growing pains
Growing pains. This house is a safe house, secure a strong hold Large like my father’s hands. I feel its peace unlike when I was born Saturated in...
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Why I Don't Party On New Year's Eve
I’ve had times in my life in which I’ve had a pretty solid reputation as a party animal. I’m sure there are some people who still think I’m that...
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As Told By Us: Alex
Alex - 29th December I hate my sisters. I know everyone hates their siblings but God, I really hate mine. And I hate my parents. They constantly nag...
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As Told By Us: Maggie
Maggie - 29th December I like the colour black okay. I’m nineteen, I can choose who I want to be. I like heavy metal music, I like black. It’s not as...
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As Told By Us: Mel
A series of diaries from the perspectives of five close friends in their late teens.
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Breathe
From the babies first breathe in To the old woman’s last breathe out The Rise and fall Hope and folly of the world felt in the touch of your hand...
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Oh Shit

I turned away. Eyes shut, teeth clenched, I grimaced, fighting the panic, the desire to bale-out and run. But what to do? I was trapped. I took a...
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THE CHINESE WIFE: The Life of Wry Lee
Well. It's official. I've got a reputation now of being unpredictable, of being a bolt-and-runner. A day ago I was sitting at my table at home mid-...
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Remembering M

Someone I knew well went to Oxford as a mature student and I associate getting to know M with him, although we actually met in a betting office where...
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Feathers and Fruition
From my living room perch I watch a private aviary pecking at my backyard feeder, feathery descriptions in sizes small and large -- not favouring...
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A Circle of Completion
Everyday is a revolution of ideas trails and trials -- a roundhouse of activity where shop and spend walk the aisles of my fertile imagination. In...
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On Moslems
Moslems, many of those whom I have met, are very spiritually strong and good people. I've always admired Moslems like Muhammed Ali (whom I have not...
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in the beauty of the beast
In this street-light-flame-lit wildness, the sky burns bright-blue between blood-chilling maelstroms and gasoline rainbows that lead to pots of...
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On Subject Matter
it was always more Dickensian workhouse than Disneyland Paris
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The Legacy of the Soul Boys

The Soul Boys' love of Black Dance music was a legacy of the Mods and Skins that preceded them. Yet while the Soul Boys were largely working class...
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My First Love
*** WARNING ! A very slushy tale of first love. ***
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I'm Not Feeling Sixty

I’m Not Feeling Sixty I’m not feeling sixty Though I’m supposed to Be sixty today Sixty is going to have to wait for me For now, I’ll store it Away...
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Grandpa Norris and I
Sharing space with an older fellow and his gold tooth smile was better than neat -- “I’ll have a burg” he blurted in a waitress direction flashing...
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Zuzu's Petels
Once a romantic he loved the air scent of sweet pea the drama of youth read visionary books but became blinded truth and fiction merged him began...
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The Phone Call
I remember the phone call so clearly. For over two weeks my gut kept telling me something was wrong, but I ignored it. I mean who really loses two...
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The Final Blow
My Moment of Strength Domestic violence was one of the most amazing experiences in my life that I have been through. At the naïve age of 20 in March...
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0808 - Parson Street
Just along for the ride
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Paralysis and release

It was as when they said he's ill and I walked to him wondering, racing in a limbo - what to expect, how react But, when I saw his new silent...
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The First Glider Flight 1

“Are you ready?” “As I’ll ever be.” “Ok, give the ground operator a thumbs up.” I do and he returns the gesture to tell us that nothing and no one is...
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Time to Mow the Garden
I remember when our family owned bragging rights to the tallest asparagus stalk in town. It grew to a height of about five feet, and we treated it...
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The Leaving of Lydia
Aloneness, and loneliness - two very different things.
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