Torn

If god has deserted us, then I have deserted him, When the sea runs red with swirls of anger, I will turn my head away, And no amount of praying will draw me back to you,

i don't have a name for this one (chapter 2)

why don't you read me and find out :P
Cherry

Nevaeh

My first day on the run brings me to a pit-stop café beneath a haloey sign that radiates a promise of pancakes and milkshakes

i dont have name for this one (chapter 1)

Chapter 1

Ekpang Nkukwo

Ekpang Nkukwo is a native dish in Ibibio land. And in the whole wide world, Ekpangkukwo is the poet's favourite food.

Do not

do this. push me beyond my limits, the ego breaks and dissolves. do not open the window through which sheer insanity and lunacy reside, I will not jump into that place.

Babbacombe Fair

Old-fashioned. Perhaps pointlessly so.

The problem with cats 1/8

George was whistling happily to himself, as he drove his horse and cart along the tracks and bridle ways leading to a new location for his expanding business empire.

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