Cherry

The Economic Problem

The only time Alun ever wore glasses was to assess my naked body.

Work In Progress

A work in progress fiction, part of a prospective novel.
Cherry

Long Distance

Long Distance The bay window evenings eying cold hills through world-muting glass, love ordered numbers I dial shakily: 0141 [her city, its termini and gum freckled pavements]
Cherry

Storm

Through it all, she sleeps; her breath falls, soft, upon my cheek...

Just A Dream

I dreamt I wandered the ocean's edge, my black - sleek - shiny cat at my side,

As the Tide Turns

All down along the shoreline spread, the waves are making edgy progress, while the tide advances like a cautious army crawls. But still the walls of castles crumble down

Pure Unconditional Love

Pure love cannot be described By words that leave our lips Like rain falling from the sky It cannot be drawn on paper No matter how beautiful the pen Or fanciful the ink

Violet (Prologue)

Prologue 23rd November 1994 Dr. Sanford waddled frantically down the empty hospital corridor, his pristine white lab coat flapping wildly as he did so.

the manipulators

after the frenzy is over (undeniable) and the boundaries are beginning to take root, sooner than later come the acts of manipulation--- these acts of pure insecurity &

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