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StoryCynical Sanctuary glastobasto012 years 6 months ago
StoryClosing Doors glastobasto012 years 6 months ago
StoryChivalry Limbers glastobasto012 years 6 months ago
StoryBacking Up glastobasto012 years 6 months ago
StoryA No Good Man glastobasto012 years 6 months ago
Story"The last girl that I will ever love" glastobasto012 years 6 months ago
StoryLove Laughs At Locksmiths glastobasto012 years 7 months ago
StoryMental Peace glastobasto012 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Swarm glastobasto012 years 7 months ago
StoryTry glastobasto012 years 7 months ago
StoryOptimism = glass half fool glastobasto012 years 7 months ago
StoryStreaming glastobasto012 years 7 months ago
StoryTime as it does... takes time to catch up. glastobasto012 years 7 months ago
StoryJimmy's Riddle (2) glastobasto012 years 7 months ago
StoryJimmy's Riddle (1) glastobasto012 years 7 months ago
StoryFlying Orb glastobasto012 years 7 months ago
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My stories

Flying Orb

I first saw it as it shot into the air.

Closing Doors

In shadow dreams I see

Jimmy's Riddle (2)

Jimmy drained his third pint glass in as many minutes

Jimmy's Riddle (1)

Out of the corner of my eye I saw it¦¦ The clapped out blue Nissan Micra sputtered, lurched and backfired as it pulled into my driveway, announcing it's arrival like an overbearing relative. Which in the circumstances was almost poetically apt, because this rude interruption to an otherwise perfectly quiet and relaxing Sunday was an ill omen indeed.

"The last girl that I will ever love"

Rhyming verse to some is perverse, a poor relation to prose, that meanders and flows. English Snobbery is intellectual robbery.

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