Picks of the Month
February
driverless
the more people run away the less there is to escape to the more beauty we buy the less room we have for truth we fuel our vehicles with tomorrows...
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- 7762 reads
January
Rise and Fall of the One-Man Empire
I unsolved a few mysteries (a good night’s work) then strutted the morning streets with a candle in my head, half-believing that everyone was...
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- 1623 reads
Skull
John was glad he hadn’t stopped drinking, because otherwise it would have been a shame to waste the half-can of Pale Ale he poured on his Cornflakes...
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- 6394 reads
December
Words
All I want for Christmas is words. Just a scatter of words. Just a handful. I find my eyes drawn back towards the phone on the wall in the hallway –...
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- 2124 reads
Spring a Butterfly
Dusty cocoon of box tight packed through warmer days deep green wire limbed larvi unbends into branches of frizzy plastic tree tall, when you both...
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- 3790 reads
November
Magpies
Walking in the dead grey November days, just slits Open wide enough to see Magpies gather in a tree ‘You’re alive,’ they rasp I check myself; a...
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Mr Russ.
I don’t have any War Medals from relatives. Dad did National Service in 1950, but was too young to serve in WW2. My Granddads were too young for WW1...
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- 5578 reads
October
Aura (1)
Image attribution: Wikimedia Commons Author: Blanford, William Thomas, 1888 License: CC BY-SA 3.0
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- 4221 reads
September
At sea with you
I want it to happen again I want to wade right out Into the middle of your life No raft, no float, no arm bands
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Again
So, here I am. Standing in this familiar hallway with a suitcase in each hand, wondering if I should be here at all. Turn around and leave again? I...
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- 1246 reads