EVENING IN A LIFE

Sharon arrived to the squawks and swoops of seagulls. One settled on the nearby seawall. She smiled. "Do you have Christmas mornings and birthday parties?"

The Three Halves of Martyn Manning--Chapter Three: The Short Goodbye

We're The Very Best At Being Bad

Flicking off lollypop ladies We rattle full-clap down rampart high streets. What d’you mean turn down my music? I’ll listen to Leonard Cohen any volume I feel comfortable with,
Cherry

Insurgency

He rode on the roof-rack flinging rocks at road signs: Take this Darlington! Up yours Chipping Sodbury! Always a slow overarm stroke Like a spin bowler –
Cherry

Flint

Near the end, good god man, Nearly all and sundry went feeding The last lazy licks of the flame; Newspapers, napkins, Failed poems crossed out then torn From their bindings;

!!!BOY RACER!!!

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We Could Never Not Look Back

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The Musician that Woke up her Soul

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Cherry

Water

He dictaphones the countryside

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