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My stories

St John’s (after Van Morrison)

Cerys plays tunes this morning on my radio birds chirp the trees of St John’s and I’ve fine coffee from Guatemala the sun streams through and a...
Gold cherry
Poem of the week

This Beeston Morning

One magpie, Beeston's little park just outside work. I remember the rhyme and I’ll take its sorrow with a cigarette. The memory of this morning’s...
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North

Aye. We knew summat were wrong with him. He smoked Silk Cut, ate dinner for his tea. He wore big headphones, the longest of coats. Some of us saw him...

Blackbirds

It will get better, some say. It was one of those bird days, when they all came to lodge, outstayed their welcome, hopped into every room, fluttered...
Cherry

Socialist Cocaine

There ain’t no such thing as socialist cocaine. You may be one of those who buys sustainable clothes, fair trade food, the Big Issue. Once cried for...

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