Sudden Fire

When I can't think what else to do, I buy flowers. They do not last but I keep the water levels high - they can take it into their leaves and survive - the orange petals, like sudden fire.
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Old Notebooks

The notebooks I tore up sit in bags in the hall. There's a story in there, about a girl who disappeared; a sad poem about the moon. All the diaries from thirteen to nineteen,
Cherry

Butterfly House

They choose where they land. We hold out our hands anyway, hoping to be picked. The larger ones flatten against walls, bold and beautiful as paintings. They watch as we tred carefully,
Cherry

A Very Fine Solution III

'Solutions?' I turned and looked at the woman. Pointed at the chair. She sat. She looked good, if you liked them over forty. 'Drink?' I said. 'Why not?' she smirked at me.

Teenage Daydream

This morning he surpassed himself whilst rummaging in the fridge managing quite deftly to usurp a full carton of double cream which then ...

Destiny?

I was born in the right house, And I blame destiny for it. I was born to the right parents, And I blame destiny for it. I have the best of sibling, And I blame destiny for it.

By the Book - SDD Three

Captain Peter Bushman commands S.D.D. Righteous by the book. His new first officer is a women who never let a rule stand her way. Together they would save a world from nuclear destruction.

THE STATE OF BARBARIA

IN BARBARIA, THE ELECTRIC SUN KEEPS IT 82 DEGREES AT ALL TIMES

A prescription of love

What love is, is? A populous hunger A delusive thirst The abstinence of lust... What love wants is? Famishments of passion… Ones magnanimous! Choice of deceit: What love requires is?

A Tear

Half eaten Inside I stare at my emptiness and loneliness fills my very core; I ache Relentlessly I take My place in life My breath , My only saviour Lost I drown in my sense of loss

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