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Jesus Drives a Hyundai

Jesus Drives a Hyundai Leeds. Saturday night late and the girl’s shoes can’t walk in a straight line. There’s a man leering as she pulls her skirt an...
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Alcatraz Housing Estate. Basildon

Alcatraz Housing Estate. Basildon Perhaps once every other summer there are those sacred hours. When the air, the fragrance and the heat of the sun...
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A Sharp Intake

A Sharp Intake Realisations are sometimes horrific. The empty biscuit tin, the final scrape of butter. The dirty penny from the jar. Breath, when...
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Onset

I wish I owned a big house with a big wall so that everyone I love and have ever loved were all inside, safe, sound and warm. Because a storm has...

The Paint Stained Screamer (after David Hockney)

He’s always been tricks of light, you know. Los Angeles, the East Yorkshire Wolds. A right caution in his naughty boy days: a bug eyed, paint stained...

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