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The Three Ages of Man
Lots of noise, drink and smoke; the ideal environs of a lecher. And then the marathon begins, every little game, just another day as carrier and...
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The Day She Chose to Be Good
She decided, the moment the alarm went off, that today would be different. Not different in the way she sometimes meant - the vague, hungover “I’ll...
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On the 18.25 to King;s Cross
A nightmarish train journey
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All Hallows Eve
A revised earlier poem, somewhat apt for tonight.
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The Patrolman - 50
City Hall rose above, casting him in its monolithic shadow.
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The Patrolman - 49
Mr. Slate propped the booth door open, the phone pressed to his ear.
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The Patrolman - 48
'Well, I ain't paying you twenty cents for twenty minutes,' Carruthers said.
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The Patrolman - 47
June Hartsfield was drying her hair.
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The Patrolman - 46
Elmer V. Jackson caught it on the car radio.
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Rust and Dust 4
The Tink stamped his feet against the cold. Lit a Woodbine. A packet of five from his jacket pocket. Smoked the edge off the day and blew it between...
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