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My stories

Beaches

For first adventures
Cherry

Mehico

The men are strong Arches of backs The women Curve - Beautiful Their listless fingers Breathless Their dance Drums which heave and ache The depths In...

In Havana

Come Said the driver Follow me now; through the archways Slip Between the pillars, look He motioned Curtained cigar smoke framed by panes Of sunlight This was his distraction: We thought he knew the way Quick, fast - nobody saw him loose himself Or us But soon stood alone anyway In empty ruined palaces Bound by pastel blue walls and creeping vines Which begged us stay, manana manana The old man lost in green On doorway rockingchair said Dont stop! Follow the petrol fumes The elegant guitar strings and maracas; I used to sing like that once too So we hurried Between majestic weathered cars And never stopped To find our way back

Under my duvet

For my mum, always strong, even thismorning
Cherry

The prophet on a cigarette break

'This fear is bigger than all of that, it will make you burn inside,' he said. 'Its not a way to live, you cant go on.' 'Tell me something I dont know,' I spoke quietly because it was true. 'Its just something you have to do; it is your inevitable detination.' He spoke like a wizard. 'Doesn't it haunt you, everything you do, don't you feel all twisted up?' 'Yes, I do.' 'It does haunt you, I know. I have seen this happen before and the fear will turn into hatred as you fail to understand it's density.' He was calm like a profit but all I could say was 'I have felt all of this before. It can't be dissolved, just like that.' He sighed. 'Some great things were meant for some great people, but fate is resigned for those who cannot escape it, for reasons I can never explain.' I didn't understand what he meant. Then his break was over and he tied up his apron and walked tiredly back behind the till.

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