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My stories

Beached Whale

"Sixty-six feet from snout to flukes, the coastguard said. As if that was all it was - something reducible to human proportion. A scale more possible to comprehend: the length of eleven men laid end to end. Dead.
Cherry

P.S.

Afterwards, on grief's ebb, I sorted her things into sacks. In a back pocket of her weekend jeans, on a store receipt, was a list she'd written the day she found out: tickets rubbers

1. Lights up...

Alright, then. No more excuses. Everything else is done now. The stuff's cleared away from breakfast. My pants and socks are soaking in the sink. I've had a bowel movement and a wash, sprayed my armpits, changed my t-shirt. The computer's on and I've dumped Solitaire, Minesweeper and Pinball off the hard drive. There, on the desk beside the keyboard, sits my fuel supply: a fresh can of Tennant's, some ready-made rollies, a packet of plain chocolate Hob-Nobs.

Sealwatching

We got close that near-perfect morning - the distance between us across the deck of the boat. (a mile from shore - far enough from sight) Stepping onto the sandbank, I offered my hand - but you

Incidentally...

....I didn't tell you when you returned and I said I'd missed you, (which, in a certain way, was true), I didn't tell you (it might have upset you, or made you misunderstand - as sometimes

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