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Forum topicHow cool is this?! poetjude513 years 3 weeks ago
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Forum topicLast Human (Everybody is dead except me) poetjude2613 years 3 weeks ago
Forum topicRecreation Ground by Tom Saunders poetjude213 years 3 weeks ago
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Forum topicIn the office alone... poetjude513 years 3 weeks ago
Forum topicDeep Soul Treasure by Ralph poetjude113 years 3 weeks ago
Forum topicGodel, Escher, Bach: An Eternal Golden Braid by Douglas R Hofstadter poetjude113 years 3 weeks ago
Forum topicSecond Hand Bookshops poetjude1613 years 3 weeks ago
Forum topicIt's calling me poetjude1013 years 3 weeks ago
Forum topicWinter Butterfly by jvriesema poetjude013 years 3 weeks ago
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Forum topic'Never let me go' by Kazuo Ishiguro poetjude613 years 3 weeks ago
Forum topicBecoming a posthumous cult poet - on Weldon Kees poetjude013 years 3 weeks ago
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Forum topicOn Chester Way by Ralph poetjude213 years 3 weeks ago
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Forum topicKarl's Willy poetjude513 years 3 weeks ago
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My stories

Cherry

London Snow

I went to sleep alone yet woke to find you next to me. The white room was filled with an unnatural brilliant light as you broke the morning news, framed at the bedroom window like an arctic fox.

On Paddington

She stops by the bronze, an instant brief and bitter as espresso, makes her sign ...
Cherry

Lamentations

This city, once filled with people became a widow, now finally a corpse. This road, a string of asphalt, dangles like a stray limb from an autopsy table.
Gold cherry

The Ship Club

I am taking inventory at my kitchen table Of the footprints and blisters I have made

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