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StoryEstate Agent Survey ralph012 years 8 months ago
StoryFalling ralph012 years 8 months ago
StoryFRANK CAPRAS ITS A WONDERFUL LIFE ralph012 years 8 months ago
StoryEnding the Seasons ralph012 years 8 months ago
StoryForever London ralph012 years 8 months ago
StoryEast River ralph012 years 8 months ago
StoryBroken Stones ralph212 years 8 months ago
StoryHyde Park ralph612 years 9 months ago
StoryBaltimore ralph412 years 9 months ago
StoryLike Montgomery Clift ralph512 years 10 months ago
StoryLithium Rose ralph912 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Zuffle Coat karl_wiggins1013 years 2 weeks ago
Forum topicAt least our chocolate won't melt karl_wiggins313 years 2 weeks ago
StoryWaterloo Sunset. Part Two ralph313 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Only Way Is Essex ralph913 years 4 weeks ago
Forum topicYork ABCtales evening? tcook2813 years 8 months ago
StoryThis is what my Mother said. ralph613 years 9 months ago
StoryHopper ralph313 years 11 months ago
StoryThere may be a good blossom ralph215 years 9 months ago
StoryThis is a Bubble markbrown116 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Mercy on Silver Street ralph216 years 2 months ago
StoryWith Dylan on the Moor ralph216 years 9 months ago
StoryHong Kong 1938 Ewan717 years 2 months ago
Forum topicMagic Moments rachelcoates2017 years 3 months ago
Forum topicP*****d off Poet Vents, please comment, need advice? jennifer2617 years 3 months ago

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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...

And It's Over To History For The Weather

Live through this, called useless as a kid. A cunt, flat footed, friend of a Yid. Live through this, raped in my teens. “I want to suck a cock, boy,...
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Nineteen and the Mermaids

Found after a storm by a walker out on his own after a Christmas lunch for one was a sand letter and three pairs of shoes which were in truth...
Cherry

There Were Other Blizzards

Thin snow, small accumulations. The six thirty forecast is on the payroll of the devil. My left boot ankle deep, the right up to my calf. A drift...
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An Adonis Outside Unity House

It’s March, it’s snowing. But somehow I think that if the sun breaks we’ll see bare chested men parade Westgate as if Greek gods flexing non existent...

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