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My stories

Appetite

By ralph on Sat, 11 Mar 2006

So it's just the pills and me. Guy Clarke, Prefab Sprout. Silk Cut. The rain scratching windows, of a Saturday night. I could pick up the phone. Talk to a friend. In LA. Basildon. Wakefield.
Autobiography
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Certificate U

Scarf

By ralph on Tue, 28 Feb 2006

These shoes won't make it. From Kennington to Walthamstow. My heart is a Friday alfresco, of sodium aches. There's ballyhooed buses. The road kebab greyed, now blue sirens and blood. Will I ever get some sleep?
Autobiography
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In A Wince

By ralph on Mon, 20 Feb 2006

Roaring around the room, ripping skin off my face. This change in the weather, has no sense of place. Jacking up on the telephone, just to mainline her voice. Butt my head on any old table, denying her freedom and choice
Autobiography
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Addiction Diary Number 1

By ralph on Mon, 23 Jan 2006

Great meeting tonight. Feel like I'm getting back on track. In truth I have let my guard slip big time of late. Taking my recovery for granted, thought that I was the man, thought that I was whiter than white.
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Blue Afternoon In Bethnal Green

By ralph on Wed, 28 Dec 2005

He loped around Bethnal Green. The fragrance of Scorsese's New York, still clinging to his overcoat. A fading comfort like Frank Sinatra. The gangsters here had no style. Just ill fitting Nike and bad teeth.
Autobiography
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