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StoryDear Mrs. Hamza jeggers012 years 11 months ago
StoryAll I Want To Say jeggers012 years 11 months ago
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CollectionLook At Their Feet - Tales From The Tramp Internship jeggers012 years 11 months ago
CollectionClouds Of Evening Shall Be My Meat, Trembling Dusk Shadows My Wine jeggers012 years 11 months ago
StoryWhen All Our Troubles Are Over jeggers013 years 1 month ago
StoryWhat Is Your Favourite Mode Of Transportation? jeggers013 years 1 month ago
StoryThis City Swallows Sweethearts Whole jeggers013 years 1 month ago
StoryO Where Is The Wild Wet Night? jeggers013 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Captain Has His Orders jeggers013 years 1 month ago
StorySeptember jeggers013 years 1 month ago
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My stories

When All Our Troubles Are Over

By jeggers on Sun, 26 Nov 2006

When all our troubles are over I will hunt down all those who were cruel to you I will slay them with a peacock feather then raise them up in forgiveness with holy hands of gold I will force them to kneel and say ten yabba-dabba-doos.
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This City Swallows Sweethearts Whole

By jeggers on Thu, 23 Nov 2006

This city swallows sweethearts whole with a tarmac tongue and a concrete soul lovers from the suburbs, bagheads from Beswick psychopathic pavements, rivers of sick a bleary-eyed tragedy of electric night
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O Where Is The Wild Wet Night?

By jeggers on Wed, 22 Nov 2006

O where is the wild wet night where we walked In friendship's youthful bloom? O where the dark lane, the black winter woods The moorland's lonely gloom? O where flew the friends of smooth ruddy cheek
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What Is Your Favourite Mode Of Transportation?

By jeggers on Tue, 14 Nov 2006

Mine is a covered wagon on the old Oregon trail headed for California where the peaches grow and the grapes on the vine are purple-soft as twilight Mine is a train bound for Siberia screaming like a scalded devil
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The Captain Has His Orders

By jeggers on Tue, 14 Nov 2006

The Captain has his orders and in the suburbs tonight he reads to his children all dark-eyed by the dim lamplight head full of autumn, yellow streetlight radio voices, floorboards creak and faraway dogs in the night
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