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StoryZ: Math's Problem Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
StoryY: Satin Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
StoryW: Rescue Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
StoryZ: Ma Chere (translated into French then back) Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
StoryX: Stand in sun-bed Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
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StoryV: Three poems Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
StoryWisdom Teeth Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
StoryZ: Wails Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
StoryX: Walking with Homo Sapiens Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
StoryY: OO Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
StoryVineity Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
StoryWhy the revolution was lost... Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
StorySusan makes me think of something Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
StoryThe Gambler Brooklands112 years 1 week ago
StoryThe First Date Vs. The Drunk Brooklands112 years 1 week ago
StorySelf-discovery Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
StoryTest Brooklands112 years 1 week ago
StoryMy conception marks the end of progressive rock Brooklands212 years 1 week ago
StoryThe Salon At The Pinnacle Of Man Brooklands312 years 1 week ago
StoryTo the Matterhorn Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
StorySeven paternity claimants Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
StoryStockings Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
StoryLocal Networks Brooklands012 years 1 week ago
StoryOh I am hungry Brooklands312 years 1 week ago

My stories

Cherry

Carpentry for beginners

For Turnbull and Armitage Until you’ve drilled through masonry with a half-inch chuck, felt the percussion take, shifted up a gear as you hit a compact seam.
Cherry

Dream

This poem's been accepted by Poetry Review, (woo!) so it cannae exist here anymore. Thanks for helpful comments and feedback.

Dead Rails: Five Shows

I had to take this story down, 'cause it got picked for a competition!

The New Honesty

We brought back sincerity in the light of a joke about giant inflatable minorities having televised battles:

A disastrous campaign in bohemia

We took off our shirts and played hacky sack on their fundamental lawns,

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