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My stories
California Diary 1
LA: 8th August 7.30am The coffee is very good here. Strong and long. Even the cigarettes taste better with the java. The fruit is fresher too; it all looks like some commercial, ripe and irresistible, a Sainsbury's wet dream.
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- 1437 reads
Arpeggio
We are lost satellites. Orbiting cul de sacs. No stars here. Black holes. We are bad maths. Dylexic algebra. Not adding up. Lost love letters. We are broken radios. We are scratched records.
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- 1400 reads
Scene In My Coffee Cup
All my boxes are packed. My little life. Taped down. This house. Full of memories. The saddest of things. Take my breath away. I sleep light. Claw at the duvet. Sit then stand. A four in the morning summit.
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- 1046 reads
In San Francisco
As I walk the bridge. The sun setting. Turning Alcatraz all peeled orange. Man, this city is a beehive. Buzzed up and stinging itself. Crawling through the Mission. Finding the beaten books.
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- 1083 reads
Zuzu's Petals
Once a romantic he loved the air scent of sweet pea the drama of youth read visionary books but became blinded truth and fiction merged him began kissing demons he had lost himself tried to find home
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- 1092 reads