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My stories

The New Breed

The net curtains twitch. Mondays itch, as I walk by. Yeah. I’m this pure driven boy. Walking your streets. Hear me now! Because. I can cut you down, or make you sing.

Return to Wild Wood

This England. High sky, mid-afternoon. Its early summertime, and a light rain falls. Here we both are. Standing. Hand in hand, amongst trees, bees, butterflies.

Gig

Sitting at the bar, waiting for the band to play. Two-tone drink in hand. The DJ playing late Clash. Pork pie hats enter the room. Then a face that he once knew, loved beyond reasonable doubt.

Embelton

The wind wraps me into you. And I can stand this. For I am swept again. This isn't melancholy, crashing a wave, a lost riptide. I am clear on that. All of that.

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