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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | One Off The Wrist In The Wendy House (for Neil) | ralph | 1 | 9 years 11 months ago |
| Story | The Coal Porter | ralph | 3 | 9 years 12 months ago |
| Story | There May Be Good Blossom | ralph | 2 | 9 years 12 months ago |
| Story | Electioneering | ralph | 2 | 10 years 2 months ago |
| Forum topic | #FirmAgainstApathy | ralph | 0 | 10 years 2 months ago |
| Story | #FirmAgainstApathy | ralph | 1 | 10 years 2 months ago |
| Forum topic | #FirmAgainstApathy | ralph | 0 | 10 years 2 months ago |
| Story | In the Eclipse | ralph | 1 | 10 years 3 months ago |
| Forum topic | #FirmAgainstApathy | ralph | 2 | 10 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Sunday Shopping at York Retail Outlet | ralph | 1 | 10 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Poem for Peter Porter | ralph | 3 | 10 years 3 months ago |
| Forum topic | A Firm of Poets: The Film. Holding Your Hand Through Hard Times | ralph | 4 | 10 years 6 months ago |
| Forum topic | A Firm of Poets: The Film | ralph | 2 | 10 years 7 months ago |
| Story | An Early Morning Phone Call From Tom Waits | ralph | 2 | 10 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Come Sunday | ralph | 1 | 10 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Safe Home | ralph | 1 | 10 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Poems I Do Not Like | ralph | 1 | 10 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Making A Decision Whilst Putting Away The Lawnmower (for Speccy) | ralph | 0 | 10 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Meeting on a Pimlico Pavement | ralph | 0 | 10 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Laindon Shopping Centre | ralph | 5 | 10 years 9 months ago |
| Story | The Song of Mickey Clemons | ralph | 2 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Lulu Turns the Key | ralph | 2 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Soho Monday 8am | ralph | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Alice Springs 1999 | ralph | 3 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The Comer Inner | ralph | 1 | 10 years 11 months ago |
My stories
River
Grumbling Mrs. Mumble itching along the bridge . S pitting spite at Canary Wharf . Lit up like a n opened fridge . Chains jangle in a falsetto wind...
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Season
The first bee of spring swerves in a garden unkempt by winter and the unborn. I stand at this back door – shaken, considering those sunflowers of our...
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- 384 reads
Degrees of Difficulty
There was a girl I used to know who would swallow dive on to her four poster bed in times of excitement. She’d start her run in the hallway – ensure...
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- 259 reads
Ways
And now I think of my friend Stevie on an early train from York to London. Learning the words to ‘True Love Ways’ for his open audition for ‘Buddy...
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Great Horton Swan Song
From high up upon their sacred hill. They’ve sat watching me twist mad, thin and ill. Because I’ve felt horrors that they’ll never conceive. Away I...
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- 374 reads