Five-Oh-Six-Three (Part Seven)

"If you're about to lose control of your sphincter muscle kindly step outside - I like to keep my hovel as clean as possible under the circumstances."

Five-Oh-Six-Three (Part Six)

“Yes, you – the purty little white boy. Are you deaf, dippy or both? Get your scrawny ass over here, I wanna feast my hungry black eyes on your naked, Caucasian English splendour.”

Five-Oh-Six-Three (Part Five)

"Oh-my! You've-knocked-over-my-vase-of-lupins-and-busted-my-bloody-kettle, you-contemptible-pussy....."

Empty

Tom’s key still fits. He hadn’t been there since his grandmother died. The house was small, everything close together, staircase shallow.

THE ORGAN

inspired by an organ i saw sitting on a curbside

Lizard's Leap: Chapter Seventeen: He's Dying

‘What is it?’ Kerry shrieked, clinging to Emma. ‘I dunno, Kez,’ Vicki said. ‘But whatever it is, it’s big and it’s mean.’
Story of the week

Goya's Dog

What's the most disturbing? A series of human horrors or a doomed dog?

A complex story is behind every silent person

Can't a person be gray and not white or black?

Plebe

Plebe is what he said, no I did not Who are you to say what I said, I earn a lot People like you shouldn’t have voice The national press is not my choice.

Snow Falling--

the day just beginning

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