Cherry

Broken

He was sitting on his own when I arrived, at the back of the TV room in a green velvet armchair, biting the insides of his lips together.

The flip side

Track them down, flush them out, and dig them up.

Transformation

She calls to me from beyond out at the edge of the reef I can not join her there now for time has been a thief In my dreams the tide is low and I stand upon the edge

THE CHRONICLES OF MERTH - MER'S DAY OUT CHAPTER SIXTEEN

THE STORY OF ME AND MY LIFE ENTRY SIXTEEN

30TH MARCH, 1999, Hello, Abi

2025 EPISPODE 3 - THE FINAL BATTLE

Cherry

Covalent

poem

A Soul

A soul is immortal, life’s hidden portal. A soul is everything defined, a riddle untwined. A soul is perfect perfection, a creation of sweet affection.

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