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My stories
Long Goodbye to Stephen Chambers
Warm beer, rosary beads, clutched for nothing but comfort. This knotted man is undone. Nightly. He two steps the boardwalk, as if dancing to Basie. Memories thrumming his head, a persistant moth.
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- 1803 reads
Me and Mr Debussy
Hung over, in the health centre. A broken bridge in this florescent rectangle. i'm gazing at a ceiling, designed by a minimalist. My head screams. My eyes drip. The caffeine addicts,
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- 1457 reads
Sweat on the Drizzle
We fold and crisp bone leaves and twig trees now scored skeleton crack claw then a row from the crows who screech impeachment we breathe hard on the bark then hack verged tarmac
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- 1410 reads
Whisper At Black Cross
The diggers at black cross patiently waiting a wreckage of grief winding its reason hilltop bound ache of the slow tear and sweeping wild red curly hair across this field to the graveside
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- 1339 reads
Me and Bobby Moore (A radio play)
SCENE 1 ELVIS PRESLEY'S 'MYSTERY TRAIN' FADES IN, THEN DISSOLVES INTO QUICK EDITS OF THE 1966 BBC WORLD CUP FINAL COMMENTARY. THIS THEN DISSOLVES INTO THE GENERAL NOISE OF FENCHURCH STREET RAILWAY STATION IN THE YEAR 2005. FADE.
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- 2002 reads