Jack Cade

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StoryT ~ You have been a welcome distraction Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryU ~ It would be easier to listen Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryR ~ Hypocrisy house Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryS ~ A dinner party anecdote Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryP ~ The object of envy Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryQ ~ An artist never completes his work... Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryO ~ The wiser man Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryL - Pirate to Pilgrim Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryM - Origami army Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryR ~ The Socratic Partisans Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryS ~ Let's forget to pretend we're well bred Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryN - Some attempts by a student of translation Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryO - This is called the mortifying of a fox Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryL ~ You and I in juxtaposition Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryK ~ A letter that was delivered to me by mistake Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryN - Caligula Angers The Gods Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryT ~ Caligula wants to die Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryThe China Path Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryS - The scarf had to go Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryMy Own Private Battlefield Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryKingdom for a hearse Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryTell Me, Father Gapon Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StorySeven Sisters Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryTwice, Thrice on a Mayrobin's Song Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago
StoryUnder The Lovely Weather Jack Cade012 years 3 months ago

My stories

Umbrella Villanelle

This was written nearly 2 years ago, before Katrina, but for some reason I never uploaded it to ABC. I wish, somehow, you'd taken the umbrella It's close again; the rain is warm and sweet And if you had, the coffee would taste better

Rubber Covered Brake Unloaded Castors

...she saw the meatless skeleton of a turtle, lying ramshackle in the surf, bedecked in claret seaweed and what seemed to be a piece of bin liner tangled in its ribcage. The keratin scutes that gave the shell its distinctive armour-plate pattern were gone, but the cartilagenous structure beneath was still intact, making it, unquestionably, a turtle.

An Open Letter to the Actor Who Played Karz in 'Karz: The Deadly Truth'

The bloody slaughter of terrorists was understandable, if repetitive. But the fist-fights seemed gratuitous. Why did you throw that guy out of the window for stopping to talk to you in the restaurant? Why were the restaurant windows twelve foot hight and made of stained glass?

Villains' Banquet

Everyone's here from the Grand Vizier to the Nazi colonel, from the fairly infernal to the petty schemer who arrived in a Beamer and laughs nervously between gulps of Burgundy, hoping some maleficience rubs off on him

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