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My stories

Olympia

London’s curtains twitch. Mondays itch.
Gold cherry

Pearls

What we are. This Island, this nation

The Foot Of Our Stairs

My Mum bought us up. Five kids, a husband, and a dog, A shed of pigeons. We were washed, fed, carried to bed. She had jobs. She loved them Newsagent, then factory.
Cherry

For Richard Hawley

I wait. In the rain, at the top of the hill. But no view, no words, nothing of you. Today. I walk, a cafe. Steamed graffiti windows, fried egg stained racing papers.

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