Heart Shaped Kisses

Slowly beckoning a wounded light... working its way down the corridors of the make believe,

The Dead Land: Chapter 9

Robbie bit her lip to stop her screaming all sorts of abuse, and words that no ten year old should use.
Cherry

My Bookcase, 4am

Marie de France's 'Bisclavret' howls at the moon like a wolf. 'The Assistant' mutters to itself in Yiddish. The window is full to the brim with stars, and poems rise up like unanswered prayers.
Cherry

The Poppy Man

I tell him the widow next door, died last June. ‘I know,’ he tells me..
Cherry

Scrap 50

Serial following the lives of two truckers in the early 1970's
Cherry

Scrap 49

Serial following the lives of two truckers in the early 1970's

The pensioner's plea.

I can’t pay my gas bill Though the gov’ment’s very kind It’s given me lots of money To warm up my behind But that’s not the whole answer There’s my bits that outward stick

To be the silence that is a full moon

If I’m not listening to music Or writing... I’d like ‘complete silence’ Like a phantom on the wind... Like a woodland, flower, sleeping. I’d never want to bloom...

Jamie Jones

On Saturday nights he really came alive. This was his night.

BABY BOOMERS - PART 3 - WORK-LIFE BALANCE

Work-Life Treadmill

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