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My stories
Disco
I stole you from him, at the college disco, under a neon moon. It was the crime of the century, come Monday morning. The bee's knees of Basildon, the peroxide princess. Taken by the Ra Ra.
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- 1538 reads
The View From Here
Flaked, muddy window. Aerial wired rooftops. That I cannot afford, to frame anymore. Lightning phrases the sky, thunder applauses. Spotlighting me back, an era of smiles.
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- 1453 reads
Snap
Brace yourself my dear. It’s a holiday in Cumbria. Cut short. The market place. A Kendal mint cake crisis. Paperbacks. bric a brac. frisbee cd, a cup of tea. Silly old me.
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- 1514 reads
Press
Wanting ways to measure the broken pulses of her junkyard mind is as fitful as walking on needles Where sleep ends her terror will begin for she is a scored land that trips and swallows
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- 1436 reads
Hats
I met Lille in Belgium. Hair in a bun. She tested the current, of the incoming squall, by kissing me like a man. Oh windy town of Ostend. The blue and red, of an unmade bed.
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- 1001 reads