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The Wonky Heart Pebble
It is worth saying that this short lives up to the name of a short story. It is more a flash fiction than anything else I could label it. We were tasked with writing the manifest content of our peer's selected item and letting the others come up with the latent, or interpretation and meaning. Hope you found it as weird as I did as a writer studying dreams for a short while.
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London 2017
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London 2017 Funny high rise buildings, mushrooming up in certain parts of London. The razor sharp Shard is being obscured by competition, racing to...
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A Little More
The heavy thrum, thrum, thrum of the rain against the window is hypnotic. I’m staring at the paper on the desk and nothing is coming to me. The...
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Yellow Ribbons
Yellow ribbons . The school was at the end of a lane which ran from our house past the football pitch and the risen mounds of grass which we would...
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Bus to Town
mostly just looking out the window on the bus
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Done - blow out the candle
Done... Blow out the . . . Touching the bottom of the pit once again Holding onto sanity for no reason at all No reason around to stay sane. All I...
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Only Human
I'm only human don't pin no labels on me 'cause pins they don't tickle they only cause me to bleed bleed away all my feelin's for the things i hold...
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The old man on the bench
I wonder who he use to be Before he became just ‘the old man on the bench’ You will find him there if the park is open Always sitting in the same...
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Fragments
He walked uphill, taking a bite of a floppy brown sandwich recalling the time she had balanced eggs on the roof of the car. Go first Sir, she’d said...
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Elephant in the room
Something's got to give
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