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BOOKS

Books are a passport for me to the ages. When I see one standing upon a library or bookstore shelf, I think of the many ideas that lie within and the...
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Story of the week

Wai Peipei Comes Of Age

Written six years ago but nothing changes (much) so I'm posting it again ----- Dedicated to Albatrosses everywhere ----- (Image of dead Albatross chick and stomach contents from Wiki commons) ---- Link to plastic-pollution.com ---- WE ARE ALL GUILTY
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STREET PARTY

The colour of her Kohl uncertain, she flips the pages of the magazines. No hint, no clues, no advice. Disguised as the voice of reason: Common sense...
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What serpents serve thee? What sheds from under your fingernails? Brims from your eyes? Scums on your teeth? Is it pride? Is it tacit? Are you a mere...
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An Abstraction of Queer Shame

She did it for me, Without rhyme or reason, Unlocked my love for women in the pit of my stomach. Let it spread with a sunset of purple mirth through...
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If Tears Had Color

If tears had color Would we paint the walls? Flood the ocean? Waves of rainbow wrawl? Would they be thick, like blood? Stinking of human pain, Would...
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Floating Cities

We have records of our cities before the fall of all nations. Here, these spare words have survived many bitter wars. The memories of heroes,...

The Serene

THE SERENE sky grabbed me by the neck lifted me from my canoe and flung me into the night sky. In my travel through space I tried counting stars but...
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The Church of Lost Souls 3

It could have got sticky with the truck driver and, again, Dad had rubbed my nose in it for good measure. I didn’t know how to reconcile the events...
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The Church of Lost Souls 2

Back in the courtyard, the old man had left his chair. I went straight through the joke shop, from where I thanked the American girl and scurried to...