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"Broken clocks aren't ticking, Time has stopped but we're still waitng.."

The Boy That Smoked

There was a good atmosphere in the house, but that was only because there had been bad atmosphere for four days on the trot.

Sheila Scratches

The Words Of Anguish

Surrounded by my past, I have discovered a lot. I have discovered at last The anguish of loss in my chest. This anguish is all that I've got. Surrounded by this gloom,
Cherry

The Elaborate Case of the Nose-Picking Killing Machine

Gerry had just retired when his wife, Hilda, died of a night-time stroke. They’d been married for forty-one years.
Cherry

Chandelier

Many years ago, I found myself working on a building project in London. I was a young apprentice back then: Silly as a box of frogs and selfish with it.

She was the lumberjack's wife

She was the lumberjack's wife, while he was out she had many affairs, all of which i could hear from just upstairs, all day they would stay, thats excesive foreplay for a hour of fun,

A Sunny Afternoon

Chill out...
Gold cherry

Bossman & The Mimi

This is a long 'short' I've been working on for a while. It utilises northern Australian Aboriginal folklore and I'd be very interested in reader's opinions.

A Christmas Escape

This short sketch tells the story of two people in love for different reasons .

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