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Storyanother account of Mary’s birth bhi05 years 8 months ago
StoryHerring Gull onemorething95 years 8 months ago
CollectionThe Anatomy of a Death bhi05 years 8 months ago
Storymary spins herself a wondrous form bhi25 years 8 months ago
StoryUngodly Fathers bhi05 years 9 months ago
StoryAnnouncing the birth of our sweet Mary bhi05 years 9 months ago
CollectionThe life and times of Mary bhi05 years 9 months ago
StoryPeel Park. New Year’s Eve ralph45 years 9 months ago
StoryStephen O’Donnell 1959—1995 [1] celticman145 years 9 months ago
StoryHiroshima, Mon Amour bhi15 years 9 months ago
StoryWabi-Sabi bhi05 years 9 months ago
StoryOh, What’s That In The Hollow? onemorething95 years 9 months ago
StoryEverything Which Burns Ewan65 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Edge of Colour Jane Hyphen135 years 9 months ago
StoryAchilles’ Rising bhi05 years 9 months ago
StoryWE bhi05 years 9 months ago
StoryThe second law of thermodynamics applied bhi105 years 10 months ago
StoryThis word "IS" bhi25 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Buddha's Reply bhi05 years 10 months ago
StoryMorning onemorething155 years 10 months ago
StoryPassion bhi15 years 10 months ago
CollectionPassion bhi05 years 10 months ago
CollectionOn the Theme of IS bhi05 years 10 months ago

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My stories

Folds

following the theme of passion.
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Cherry

The Syllables of The Other

Before the first word a moment, within that moment all moments, and within those moments the collective hymns for each world and each instant of...
Cherry

On the bridge

We met for an early lunch, unplanned - text from you saying, “meet2eat?” I crossed from the north to Borough Market, aromas of the many kitchens...
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The physiognomy of stones

I can remember my first; bronzed, in the shape of a closed hand, taken from the inner wall of the sleeping hall when the old single storey house was...
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Last night we touched

Talking in tongues only the flesh understands We moved pulled by Saturn Driven by the tide surge Into the orbit of Mars Our fingers surfing the...

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