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Illusion

Follow up of Birdman, found under my collection entitles "The Solitude of Fireflies"

The Death Of Jackson Plude

In the town of Kleek, from the county of Blaise. The kiss of the only girl, Whistling him gone. The splutter, then rattle. The dying minstrel, born Jackson Plude. His silver eyes set,
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Flavia's Full Fat Granita

Swift coffee in an internet cafe sparks a domestic.
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B & Q

And we have whisked down We are redecorating We are upholstering We are shelving We are slopping paint onto walls Mine is Russian Velvet She can't decide between Laguna Landscape

Remains (an Essay)

The answers to these questions do not come readily to me however, I do know that in that cemetery are the mere remains of my father,
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The Phantom of Ravenscar

They never found her body. One would think that, High on a bleak, treeless headland Finding a girl’s body would be easy But nobody ever saw Adelaida again Some think that the ravens

Beyond the Borderlands of Faith

First steps of a new life.

Reasoning

He made up reasons for her to leave his sofa side; bowls of tomatoes elbow avalanched off the counter, cookery books Kandinsky splat with perfume. With the curtains closed

Tales of the Unplanned

Regurgitating peanuts, to feed the small, furry memories that will crawl on uncountable stunted legs towards the white plastic garden chair upon which I sit.

Larry and Mick Discuss the Relative Health and Safety Merits of Post-Its and Pins

‘I feel,’ said Mick, ‘that it is high time we organised our lives.’

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