Passover

Hmm... well it probably is an allegorical tale, don't you think?

The 4.30pm London to Berkamhead, Return (Berkamhead 1996: Diary Entry 15th September 1996)

The 4.30pm London to Berkamhead, Return. Berkamhead 1996

Dead badger on the A605

Friday evening A rushed dinner Into the car, heading out of the city. Hot, and the sunroofs meagre breeze doesn’t stop the sweat beading on my brow.

Why I Cut

A poem regards Self Harm (there is no glory in this)

TOO FAR TOO SOON poem

a carpenter by trade too busy with captured hours losing wife to inattention and love drifted into different streams storm clouds covering their home

Picturesque View

The snow on the mountain peaks.

Pleroma

is a shower of stars petal after petal flowoverly flowering through the logos spermatikos spreading through one's body, filling it with joyous spirituality

Night Music

And our song begins to call out In soft minor keys Tonight children will die! Tonight children will die!

My Friend is the Bully

In assembly today the headmaster said he was worried about bullying in our year. Boring. I mean some kids just deserve it.

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