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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | She Leaves Tracks | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Rails | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | The Caterer | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Song of the Lead Miner | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | News | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Television | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Seagull | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Setting the Price | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Peacock | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Thrush | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Plover | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Nightingale | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | On the Last Day | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | T - Passing Through Fields | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | U - By Proxy | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | R - Clouds on the Horizon | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Streak | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | P - His Grace in a Jam | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | Q - In Hope Valley | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | N - Olive | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | O - Libra | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | L - Prise Me Open | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | M - Warning | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | This is Memoir | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
| Story | The Bliss of Solitude | rokkitnite | 0 | 12 years 4 months ago |
My stories
Getting In Touch
With your inner gibbon; Come on, chaps! Bruce knocks Down the flipchart and Lickety-split he’s Scramble-loping through the hall That links Deaths to Home Eek-acking some Congo call
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- 1507 reads
We're The Very Best At Being Bad
Flicking off lollypop ladies We rattle full-clap down rampart high streets. What d’you mean turn down my music? I’ll listen to Leonard Cohen any volume I feel comfortable with,
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- 1552 reads
Insurgency
He rode on the roof-rack flinging rocks at road signs: Take this Darlington! Up yours Chipping Sodbury! Always a slow overarm stroke Like a spin bowler –
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- 1427 reads
Flint
Near the end, good god man, Nearly all and sundry went feeding The last lazy licks of the flame; Newspapers, napkins, Failed poems crossed out then torn From their bindings;
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- 1474 reads
Disgrace
She peeks over her spectacles Like a vexed librarian But this is no library And I am no inconsiderate reader. She does not vocalise her complaint But I assume it is something to do
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- 1375 reads