My Late Aunty

And to think that she committed the most human of acts, Understandably obvious, The present human survival facts - Nobody lives for long enough Try breathing,

Janus : Part 1 ( Marta & Gallanol Ch.4 )

Janus sat at his own special desk in a gigantic room where over one hundred individuals also worked.

A Dream of a Friend Long Gone

I dreamt the other night that I met Death. Not Death in his tall tale glory, cloaked in black and wielding a shining blade. Death incarnate. My friend John, who died two months ago in a fire.

One Love

I miss you The warmth of your body against me The smell of your skin The feel of your touch Your hands on my body You lips on mine Our souls entwined One spirit Two hearts One love

Tears

Try not to panic, he must live, Every patter,now mean memories, At the UCH, that sting in my eyes, Roaring, the sight of my fallen king, Stumbling madly, that sweet smell saturates me.

An open question to Graham Stringer

Does the ability to put experience into linguistic syntax (words) change ones basic experience and comprehension of the world?

Ways of Water

I became stagnated, unmoving then you came along. You offered yourself to me; I felt evaporated,

Envy

Dave gripped the bottle tighter at the offer. His hand shook and before he could control it

Two Writers (A Sketch)

Friendship cast a long shadow that spanned across the pages of fiction, penetrating the secret truths of two writers who shared the intimacy of words.

Darkness and vision and all the shades of the mind

What is it like too be dylexic?

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