True Friend
Tammy and I met at Starbucks on Levi Street one Sunday afternoon. When I accidentally bumped into her and I spilled my coffee on myself.
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Immaculate Abortion Or Raped by God
A girl has a chat with God and Jesus. A short play I wrote for the Hangar Theatre 2009 10 Minute Play Festival.
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Looking for God
I am lost in loneliness. At times, I feel that no one really understands me. The truth is, I don't understand myself. I listen, listen to my silence and try to find God there.
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Pages of eyelids
The pages of eyelids The first time my father took me to the library I felt I had ingested a globe lamp and it became a gob stopper, a bath pearl,
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Eat
I like to watch people enjoy their food – the man who shines an apple on his jacket and then throws it in the air like a bowler. A girl on the train tearing cliff lines out of a tuna baguette.
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The future pessimist
What are you doing Wednesday? Let’s see ‘The Future’. Our faces squint in the dark- skin headlines, cancer victims, texting machines.
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Lord Rokeby’s Repast – 04
– Good morning! You owe me forty quid in cab fares. Fancy some breakfast?
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What is the spirit? Is it real?
Starting to characterise the spirit
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