Your Own Dreams

So, do you turn away, back into the night like you used to, all those years ago? Diving deep into your own dreams to swim across the night time seas in search of that one far-off land,

The Accident

I can never eat a plum without this memory surfacing. Podge and Degs my brothers and partners in crime! Mu, my nick name.

Turn Worm Turn

Hmmm...

Ann Rule: The Lady Who Writes About Killers

Ann likes dogs and cats and has plenty of them at her home...

Sunsets

love poem,

Pauline

The night before I tossed and turned Like a barbecued matador awakening all the demons that lurked in the shadows of my dream

On the hill

A poem of this morning

Waste Of Space

An overheard conversation during a visit to hospital to see an elderly relative; not verbatim, just the essence of it.

Stolen Innocence

A piece of poetic horror fiction

Pablo: A Life of Crime and Making Money

When the police arrived, Pablo tried to escape by going out...

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