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My stories

On George Street

Earlier, and now. Inside, then outside, of this Edinburgh festival. In the steaming rain. You are my sunshine. The only sunshine. I’ll tell you this. Again and again.
Gold cherry

Latitude

I think of us fading. In that old house. Sometimes, listening to music, through silence. Van Morrison for me. A Prince for you. Tea, cigarettes. The occasional flicker.
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Inside

With you inside. This bed. Undressed. And the radio humming. We fit each other, as if new socks. Tight and taut. Our eyes then take a trip, coaxed by feel. We are nothing, but

Of Bad Bone and Picture Book: Darwin 1999

Regretful, sad, heavy. A big stone in a pocket, that I want to throw in a river. But cannot, because its something more than memory. It was a black man in the white sun. Who was,
Cherry

The Fan with the License: Growing Up Competition Entry

We argued so much that one of us had to be punched. I wish I could call him now and laugh about it all. I can’t do that because Andy Otley is dead.

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