i hate the lonliness of your leaving

I hate the loneliness of your leaving… I hate the loneliness of your leaving the way your eyes will no longer look at me as if already you have forgotten already

Cursed

this is the first draft of part of a novella written for Mills and Bon paranormal romance competition. first ie. rough draft.

The cheeseboard

A short story created for the reader's own creative imagination to fill in the gaps, minimal art. or lazy author? you decided.

Living on borrowed time

I've seen these girls walking to the shops, With pyjama bottoms and tracky tops, Its sickening, oh sickening,

Broken Brakes 6

Science fiction story

Broken Brakes 5

Science fiction story
Poem of the week

I find myself in Cricklewood

I find myself in Cricklewood, laughing And leering, guiltily, at the expectorating chaos that lies beneath. I drink a brown pint and attempt nonchalance
Cherry

The Downfall of Reverend Allcock

Reverend Allcock secured the battered, old, leather wallet onto the chain that was attached to his belt and slipped it into the pocket, of the trousers he wore beneath his cassock.

Blakes seven

a re-imagining, of a brilliant idea that should have had a decent ending.

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