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Scrap 93

Serial following the lives of two truckers in the early 1970's
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Echoes of an Ode Man

The title came to me in a dream, bit like Stravinsky's wind septet. I love the title as you might've guessed. ... The Octet, sorry, not the Septet.
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Missing Years ( Part 16 )

A voice out of the dark..

Hey! Watch my ziggurat

Re-posted under 'poems'

Distractions

“Fix us a drink”, she said. I was barely through the door and she’d already turned her back on me and drifted across the room; a pale ghost whose voice sounded just as haunted.

I Want to Write a Poem and I Want to Write it Now!

My excuse...It's five o'clock in the morning! Well, it was when I started!

the birds know everything we've forgotten

the birds know everything we’ve forgotten they wake each morning, every morning with joyous song, the whole day ahead of them. they do not queue in sad, exhausted lines,

One by One

One by One

Mark

did you see marks on your palm? Many say the lines speak about our past and future The lines are different for different persons Do these lines say what has happened

I Can Do

His Mask Dance is a prayer for protection from the vengeance of killed animals.

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