Silver Silhouette

Drip... Drip... Patter on the ground. There's a hole in the seams of your quilt. A fountain from the sky Passing by, you weep. We don't always notice you but we're sorry when you're sad.
Cherry

Unclaimed

We share a cigarette, moving closer; inch by inch, drag by drag. Until his arm is around my waist, and he kisses me...

What Summer

Summer? What summer?

Nursery Rhymes: Know Your URL

To the children of the Cyber-age, and their internet

The 125

Our friend V. from next door was very aware of his masculinity even from the word go. At cricket practice after school when dropping the ball the teacher shouted at him: “Jou Koei!” (You Cow!).

The hunt

The hill felt a sudden upset. A flow of red ran down the hill opposite. Crimson cloth, chestnut skin, a sprinkle of silver, alien sounds disjointed, disconcerting.

Between the lines

Maybe it’s time to write the lines Of how and who I loved and lost. Maybe its fine between the lines To write of paths tangled and crossed. Maybe it’s good to note the blood

A Cybering Tale

The WWWeb can be a wonderful place ..ahhhh

The Art Of Being A TV Critic

dropped from the tenth floor the TV lies in pieces - nothing on these days

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