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StoryPraying to St Lou Reed Angusfolklore31 year 10 months ago
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StoryScotch Measure (Part One) Angusfolklore31 year 11 months ago
StoryOrkil the Poet On His Landing In Skye Angusfolklore01 year 11 months ago
StoryTravelling In Silence (Train Journey 2013) Angusfolklore11 year 11 months ago
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StoryEarl Beardie at Glamis (A Legend) Angusfolklore11 year 11 months ago
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StoryWe Never Speak of Rose Angusfolklore22 years 3 weeks ago
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StoryFifty Cornish Sunsets Angusfolklore42 years 5 months ago
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StoryPoem for the Goalie Angusfolklore22 years 6 months ago
StoryClothes for Friendless Men Angusfolklore42 years 7 months ago
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StoryHoly Cows Angusfolklore72 years 8 months ago
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StoryThinking Bad of Angels Angusfolklore52 years 11 months ago
StoryOn The Coastal Path at Pedngwinian Angusfolklore02 years 11 months ago
StoryDwindlings in the Crysalis Angusfolklore02 years 11 months ago

My stories

Miracles at Asda Haiku

There in the kiosk thirteen abandoned crutches, proof of miracles
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Cherry

Shadow Boxers in A Back Street

Scouse athletes spar on the unmade road I walk along going to work, on the ridge height of a western Cornish town. I wonder what brought them so far...
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On The Killing of A Bird of Prey

A bad omen out of the blue sky. Its silent intent to kill sent it at a screaming angle across the dual carriageway to death itself, so intent on its...

Love Hugs of The Crocodile

I smile and smile and smile before I bite. Such is life. If I had broad arms they would wrap you around and never loosen. Listen. I have dinosaur old...
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Tanked Up

I am not drunk, but do have a tank. (Okay, I lied, I'm drunk as well.) While the police look up the penal code which prohibit panzers in built up...
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