Love

Dora. Part One.

I don’t remember the first time I met Dora. With other people I can sometimes remember where I was when I met them, as it’s that memorable, but with...
Cherry

Like Glass

Above the library rooftop terrace, the sky was dull and flat—the kind of moody white-grey of clouds not quite ready to cry, just heavy with the...
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Computer Messenger

Computer Messenger… Banter that backfired because literal interpretations got lost in considered connotations, (re-read a thousand times) of what...
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Facing Adversary A Medieval Winter

Turning back to face gale swept land, touching weather beaten skin, more tired nowadays; how effortlessly heart in untamed mountains feels nothing...
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Tempranillo Haze

Sun-soaked and forgotten— they kiss beneath the awning’s shade. The child next door plays, distilled moonshine spilled like lemonade. Summer drools—...

English.

As I arrived at my Mums yesterday, my brother William said to me, “The finals of the snooker is about to start at 7pm, Mum and I have been watching...
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Yellow

“I wish you’d quit smoking so much. Seems like you’ve been needing it.” “I have.” “Wanna talk about it?” “No.” “Ok.” ⸻ The rain patters the roof. She...
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Cherry

Lucky in Love

Lucky in Love Jennifer Pickup, 01.05.2025 Touch wood Bless you Crossed fingers Is it true? Find the pot of Rainbow gold A legend Something old Throw...

Catherine.

For my Mum Sunday is Columbo Day! So, when it my weekend with Mum, we watch back-to-back Columbo. When I am at home, for me it is Catherine Cookson...

E.

It was such a strange day yesterday. I think by the time the day arrived we all had our own individual questions. The day itself was pretty, sunny,...