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The Man Who Hated Wasting Paper

I would give him wings made from the crisp red gold of fallen leaves, fold the bark of silver birch into darts that would pierce his stingy heart. I...
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Cherry

Three Women at the Estuary

The first one flew away before we had time to say barely hello. The geese honked derision at the fumbled fond words I hoped to snare her with . The...

Moving

He moved house in his ninetieth year all by himself. Not because the flat he had was unsuitable, nor that he couldn’t manage the stairs. There was...
Cherry

A Remembered Summons

Post took longer to arrive in those black-and-white days decades ago. The Royal Mail had to fight through packs of wolves across the 'Here Be Dragons...

Dusk Words

Gloaming is knowing the dust of words and worlds, transition time, the hourglass hour, quicksand skies, sighing slipway into the lordly, proper dark...
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Duality

Posted on Thu, 26 Aug 2021

I suppose, in a historical sense, a huntsman would never question who was in control, but the modern mind reconsiders.

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Yup

Posted on Sat, 12 Jun 2021

It's the home invasion element which I don't agree with!

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