Jack Cade
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | K - Your lover is a cripple | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | K - Hi ho | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Hydromancy | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | It begins to rain | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Grimes Graves | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Heathenry | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Here's One To Try | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Helen and the Hours of Death | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | I Have a Kind of Midas Touch | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Iceman | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Hunt for Killer Cowboy Builder | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | I identify swallows | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Harriet Just | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | I Want To Be A Spy | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Hats Off | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Inheritance | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Hats Off, Gentlemen | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | I've been having these dreams | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Gheist | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Hats Off | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Harvest! | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Julie Burchill's 3 major axioms | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Handy guide to 6 young Norwich writers | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | I was raised from my bed today | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Jonathan woke up | Jack Cade | 0 | 13 years 1 month ago |
My stories
Lull
Ruffled up ducks, squat like rugby balls, Flotillas of swans, hydroplaning downstream like their wings are mounted with propellors, or doing impressions of Tunnel of Love Boats
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- 1085 reads
The Next Day
I return from Nice, staked with fear. All the terrors of every b-movie? My scientist friend must be crazy. Is the train hot? The train is hot. Sunlight is doing a bombing run on the London of my eyes. Flashes,
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- 952 reads
For My Villaintine
Every 14th of February, whether or not I myself must plough through drifts of scented envelopes I like to recline, with some fortified wine, and spare a rare thought, unbidden, unsought for the legions of scowl-ridden, lovelorn misanthropes.
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- 958 reads
The Meaning of OK
New Orleans fisherman hollering, "au quai" (To the Quay!) when their hulls croaked with a bellyful of fish.
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- 2068 reads