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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | For Richard Hawley | ralph | 4 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Fringe Review: In Edinburgh They Kiss on George Street By Lyn Gardenia | ralph | 1 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Fugitive | ralph | 1 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Embelton | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Deep Soul Treasure | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Disco | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Family Life | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Fishtails | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | From The Boundary | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | For Rusty | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Eight Months Clean | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Deep Soul Treasure Volume 3 | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Deep Soul Treasure Volume 2 | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Deep Soul Treasure Volume 1 | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Four Step | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | February 29th And The Hard Boiled Egg | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Eighteen Sheets to the Wind | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Forever Scabbed | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | From A Plane | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Dusted | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | For a Doctor | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Dublin | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | For the Clipped Angels | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Drowning | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Estate Agent Survey | ralph | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
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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...
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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...
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- 355 reads
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...
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- 430 reads
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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