Picks of the Month
January
Traffic
How many new cousins have you got? Four. Three with scars and sallow eyes. How many new sisters today? Dad's brought six. Four speak French and...
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- 1915 reads
December
The agony and the ecstacy
Back in the early nineties when ecstasy really was ecstasy not that tepid shit that they sell to the kids these days I smuggled a couple of tabs into...
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- 3391 reads
Home, with family.
IP: All I want for Christmas
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- 1621 reads
November
At the Arts Council in Manchester
And to think I was just about to complain About the weakness of the coffee when my head turned through the glass to witness the hearse arguing in...
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- 1472 reads
Poppy
It’s my birthday today. I’m eight years old. My name is Poppy Rogers. I was born at twenty past nine in the morning on November the 11 th . Mum says...
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- 3158 reads
October
The Blue Books Restored: Fragments 1A to 70 (part 4 of 4)
Diane cast her spell, like casting a boulder in a pool of Reality and causing it to ripple. The force of her will made manifest.
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- 973 reads
Liam Anders
He got up before dawn. Each day. Crawled out of bed to the stinging sound of an alarm going off beside his bed. Woke himself with stabbing cold water...
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- 1105 reads
September
relapse prevention therapy
When I was five I was raped. He said it was a game. It wouldn’t hurt. These are clichés. I sometimes tell my students that fiction often isn’t...
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- 3579 reads
Soul Boy
I am fifteen years old, a wedge haircut before Brideshead, a forever flicked fringe, soul blue eyes. It’s 1979, my last summer has gone. I am the...
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- 1887 reads
August
Submerged
The telly is not working so I forced myself to write a poem.
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- 2713 reads