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StoryThe Disciple john_silver215 years 4 months ago
StoryJesus mentality alonso071115 years 5 months ago
StoryInsomnia Luly Whisper215 years 5 months ago
StoryLightning Hairy Dan215 years 5 months ago
StoryTuesday Sonnet: Theatre john_silver416 years 2 months ago
StoryTuesday Sonnet: The Wisdom of the Old john_silver416 years 6 months ago
StoryWhose Ark? jennifer716 years 7 months ago
StoryFriday Sonnet: Silver john_silver416 years 7 months ago
StoryWel I know now... sonic_tonic116 years 7 months ago
StoryTuesday Sonnet: Merits john_silver316 years 7 months ago
StoryThirty Odd Years Myndstorm616 years 10 months ago
StoryFitzrovia in These Times poetjude416 years 10 months ago
StoryMonday Sonnet: Coda john_silver316 years 10 months ago
StoryPinhole Photographer (for Justin) jennifer516 years 11 months ago
StorySnails on the Floor of Heaven jennifer216 years 11 months ago
StoryFriday Sonnet: Enumeration john_silver316 years 11 months ago
StorySplit. indigogold616 years 11 months ago
StoryMonday Sonnet: Sanctis john_silver316 years 11 months ago
StoryBefore I say I Love You MistakenMagic816 years 11 months ago
StoryHow to Fall hadley116 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Red Rose of Palookaville (re-edited) ralph416 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Red Rose of Palookaville ralph216 years 11 months ago

My stories

A fairy tale for fathers

They asked me why I was roaming alone in the lands of a witch, skint, with this backpack of Meaning (’s heavy, the son of a bitch). And this old...
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Psalm seven point one five

Blessed be the unexceptional anointed by the white collar, and blessed the ritual of the black machine: Let there be espresso, and espresso there was...
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Iterations of 26

26 girls over three years tried to guess where I was from and failed all of them with no exception it didn't matter in those pubs in those old beds...
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The Interview

The poet is sixteen he carries a rucksack swollen with anxious dreams one notebook in which he jots candid nonsense he does not watch TV or mingle...
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Poem of the week

Poem in a nice suit

I can start this poem as a list of the things I want to have I don’t want to have ethics I want to have brass balls I don’t want intelligence I want...

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