A Cake With A Stick Down

Cherry

The Fridge

A short story about the fridge that never killed me.
Cherry

Doing a Corporate

2 co-workers are ill-met at a New Year's Eve Corporate celebration
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Secret Messages

He leaves the phone cradle Turtle-flipped beside a biro Doodle of fire To remind her Of the night they sat Wang-eyed on a see-saw And kids set some bins alight Near the far railings.

Bully Myths: “Chunk vs Kung Fu Hugh”

Chunk’s thumbs crush skulls. Chunk’s burps turn stuff rusty. This poem only uses the vowel 'u'.

The Dr.

I had to drop a well known author before he remembered but once he had upped and downed me the banter flowed like so much campus chatter. In Norwich, beat poets were his bag, a friend

Loose Ends

Jennifer is wondering what to do with the cds she only borrowed them because she thought he might do that thing if she said she liked electronica. His boxers tangle at the bottom

Post Production: Orlando

When I was forty-one, forty-two, I smiled, breathed out and went as you for Halloween Miss Manners – of course – my black halo shone with indignations, care, wet glue.
Cherry

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