Don't you forget about me 8

Jennifer looked at Kevin. Kevin was looking down at his lap. "I don't think I love Brook anymore," he blurted. "Why?" "I just don't." "You were so obsessed with her."

The Hut in the yard part 2 Same Old

I looked at my old grey hut, gave what was becoming a customary sigh at the sight of latest devastation, shrugged my shoulders as I saw yet another, pane of glass smashed by the kids, shards of glass

To my friends

It’s hard at times to keep in touch With those who really mean so much But side by side or far apart You’ll always live inside my heart!

The Button Tin

Funerals, prawn sandwiches and black shoes. Three of Spike’s least favourite things. What are the chances of the universe combining them one day to release a lost memory?
Cherry

The Last Waltz in the Galaxy

The Last Waltz in the Galaxy There is nothing left. We have reached the end of the world. A giantess, blank paper page extends in every direction like a 1980’s dream.

A Predatory Pair of Heels

Black Shoes/Prawn Sandwich Comp. Entry

Is it time?

Time is meaningless! Or so they say, as they hurry to misuse the earth’s resources and their own in the process Time is priceless! They howl out, but why then, do they do nothing but work

The Hours in Context

Time cannot exist without context.

The Wake

Black Shoes/Prawn Sandwich Comp. Entry

A Rest

thankfully only my hand feels sharp pain from a piercing branch.

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