HaiAnh

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StoryShoeboxes of love stacked like brickwork HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryReading a Friend in London HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Troubadour HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryPortraits HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryPrelude HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryLessons in Intonation HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryLOCUST HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Teeth That Crossed The Picket Line HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Eye And Inside Being Them HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Remaining Inch Which Could Move Aside The Wrinkle HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryThis is Just to say HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Year of Miracles HaiAnh112 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Man In Front HaiAnh112 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Girl With Norwich In Her Pocket HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryThat’s That HaiAnh112 years 2 months ago
StoryMustard Honey HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryMagic is in the word Pho HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryPeas and Melon HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryStealing Daffodils at UEA HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryThey’re perfect HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Saison Poetry Library Does Not Charge For Overdue Books HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Magician's Assistant HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Man With Nine Feathers In His Hair HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryJust Like That HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago
StoryI am Good HaiAnh012 years 2 months ago

My stories

WAITING ROOM

First draft. All feedback welcome.
Cherry

Saturday Morning

Are you awake? I walk into a supermarket on Hoe Street so I can hear him. It’s one I haven’t been into yet. I pretend to look interested in the cereals. Yes, since eight.

I am Good

I am good at writing. See I am doing it now, one handed. My name has been in magazines and some books (see CV). I can explain didactic rhythm and spondees to children.

DEAR READER

Dear Reader, we have not met this is because I have been busy writing terribly important things. I think of you occasionally when nothing else of much importance is happening.
Cherry

Sestina for my far too beautiful self

I look far too beautiful to travel on buses. This is what people say when I am travelling on buses looking far too beautiful.

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