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My stories

About a Boy

Down the back of the settee I found a scrap of paper;
Cherry

A Girl Called Mattie (I.P.)

Those castles in the sand belong to yesterday...

A Familiar Affair

Never have much luck with men – not for the want of trying.
Poem of the week

Come Summer

All winter long I played the role of feckless youth;

End of Story

Being born too soon... his only misdemeanour.

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