Catch the Fire

like an éclair, with shades of icing.
Cherry

Diary

At the door of this quiet room Your bedroom, holding all that you are In trust, There is an, almost, holy hush But for the unexpected flesh pink – Such a mistake – a pigs ear.
Cherry

Salvage

You get what you pay for, he declares over a glass of white wine But do you? she asks, hugging a mug of tea. It’s not like a business, we will have to sit there and speak our hearts and minds

Island States

A small patch of rescued flowers, a garden within a wilderness, a little group of powdery bluebells, one red and yellow, straight-up tulip, a scattering of pale purple campions.

Pebble

I am pebble in a stream... Gently I fall to the bottom Through clear water I drift left and right heavy in my decent Mishapen , with a slight edge. I reach the bottom

Adult Education

The writing is on the wall But I can’t seem to read it.
Cherry

The Coming of Age October. Part 1.

Jessica has a date.

aphorism 63

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A Gambler Born and Bred 9

On the ferry, I played the fruit-machine for half an hour but when I saw that my funds had already dwindled by twenty pounds, I panicked and sought company elsewhere.

A Gambler Born and Bred 8

I found a job at Milford Chest Hospital washing dishes, working all shifts over Christmas and New Year by doing speed from the moment I woke up.

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