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Grey

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Black and White: The Beach

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One Evening Late Last Autumn

I had quite forgotten I had written this.

Lost

A little flash of horror.
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Poet, Heal Thyself

The mourners come like bedraggled crows to swarm the casket. I find I have cried for her too many times; my tears are dry, they fall like confetti
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Body Mass Index

Poem
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Shed With A Hole

A very short story, about sheds and life.

Death of A Scorpion

Have you ever been stung by a scorpion?

Lonelinessless

Nerves bottled into muscles you didn't know you'd lose so soon, and so much hiding.

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