The Broken Hearted

"Oh, you poor, poor dear," the elderly woman holding the prada handbag said as she bent down next to me.

Song Written on Absinthe

Fawn's in London and I'm still here, the meaning of life and confronting my fears; Yeah cause Fawn's in London and I'm still here: the future of the species and confronting my fears.

!!!SUBREAL!!!

I really don't know how to express what I feel, just this way I get and I call it "subreal." See there's most pistols than people in this "great" USA;

Nightmare on Third Street - Chapter Six

Dominic was quite reluctant to leave my side for the next few hours, but I could somehow understand what he was going through.

The Fens (a univocalism)

A univocalism to be entered for this year's 'Bard of the Fens' competition
Cherry

The Outcast - Chapter Seventeen

I notice Marina and Sasha watching me worriedly.

On Childhood Days and Ways

I remember My Swallows and Amazon days.................a touch sentimental maybe?
Cherry

The Bunker

Recycling.

Elements

Turning rooms upside down, rearranging the way we live seems a natural thing to do when we give way to petty griefs. The frustration of what wasn’t, a proximity that came so close.

A beginning

The turn of an eye, like the curl of the corner of a leaf that turns the page is a beginning that begins again. From the edge of knowing to enlightenment, or simple seeing,

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