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StoryThe Bamboo Forest Part 2 blackjack-davey08 years 12 months ago
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StoryI dreamt of you last night Yvonne Anderson19 years 5 months ago
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StoryThe Net Caster (Part Fourteen) airyfairy39 years 7 months ago
StoryA tick in time (Revision) (Poetry Monthly) Rhiannonw49 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Net Caster (Part One) airyfairy169 years 7 months ago
StoryConvoluted Grammar Rhiannonw169 years 7 months ago
StoryFamilies Who Pray Together randy-johnson29 years 7 months ago
Storyhow the dead rinse away to the sea JupiterMoon19 years 7 months ago
StoryAn Ending David Martin79 years 7 months ago
StoryChinook (Poetry Monthly) Philip Sidney229 years 7 months ago
StoryTHE ONE IN THE NEST seashore399 years 8 months ago
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StoryWindow Boxes blackjack-davey79 years 9 months ago
StoryThe recluse is back from the United States Poette29 years 9 months ago
StoryHighly Strung blackjack-davey89 years 9 months ago

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Me and My Shadow

A friend, one of those tanned venture capitalists who today are running out of juicy dripping deals, suggest I write this all out. Tony works in...
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The Bamboo Forest Part 2

Once inside the fortress, Simon felt calmer but the acid confused him. Serge’s constant squeezes and froggy murmurs made him nervous but he no longer...
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The Bamboo Forest Part 1

The holiday was a last ditch attempt at emotional salvage. Two bodies, who’d once abandoned themselves to each other now simply abandoned each other...

Sock it to Me

One of those domestic miracles you do a wash and all those odd socks that have been knocking around for ages all find their partners after years of...
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Goulash

The van arrived at night, a dusty white transit with the exhaust held on by string and gaffer tape—announced its arrival with a bad tempered gasp of...

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50 of my comments have received 57 Great Feedback votes

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typo in third stanza regnancy

Posted on Wed, 20 Jan 2016

typo in third stanza regnancy should be regency?

got great metrical fluidity but sometimes I think the need to rhyme (and I think of early dylan) can tangle meaning but that's only my opinion

'ere ever reaching puberty'... this is...

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Posted in Now and Then and Now Again...

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Thanks for the feedback... I

Posted on Mon, 18 Jan 2016

Thanks for the feedback... I was pretty much abandoning this  but your encouraging words make me think again-- I am  toying with changing it from third to first person and maybe aiming for the YA market, the only way I can disguise my own...

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Posted in Highly Strung

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interesting snapshot but I

Posted on Mon, 18 Jan 2016

interesting snapshot but I would remove quite a few of the adjectives and descriptive phrases. The verbs are al active and exciting but if you look at the italicized examples below some words do the same thing

 

"His gaze falls to...

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Posted in Blue tarpaulin

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Posted on Wed, 16 Dec 2015

'the bounce of spring...' just what the depressive hates. This comes from a strange, still zone and has a clear fabular quality. Intrigued about what the snowflake represents and how you might develop the drama-- I like the stillness of the piece...

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Posted in The Snowflake Collector – 8: It Was, in Every Imaginable Sense, a Disaster

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great insight into mother son

Posted on Mon, 14 Dec 2015

great insight into mother son relationship, subtly done and the mum without bitterness... initially it might be a poem to a lover

son conveyed well with his monster appetities and perhaps a genetic predisposition for being on his own-- are...

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Posted in One Man and his Dog

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life is led in the little

Posted on Mon, 07 Dec 2015

life is led in the little asides-- the pauses that we don't have time to take

I can imagine this car journey at night through all the ancient cathedrals, Brou, Chartres and the epiphany it is only bearable in brief flashes

the heart...

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Posted in Guarding

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what  a snapshot!

Posted on Sat, 21 Nov 2015

what  a snapshot!

the gropers officially tolerated, Charlie, what about rope soap? my aunt used to wear about fifteen in the bath for extra buoyancy

the sense of drizzle, wet earth and estuaries, feels like there should be a body in...

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Posted in Light in the Dark Age

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gripping and concise, got

Posted on Wed, 11 Nov 2015

gripping and concise, got mixed muddled sympathies... i like the jump in time between the shut door and the door years later where she is still living/ hiding/ boozing behind

 

voddies melting days into weeks, alcoholic time travel...

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Welcome to ABC tales, Tiny...

Posted on Wed, 28 Oct 2015

Welcome to ABC tales, Tiny... this has plenty of menace... an abrupt swerve from delusion to reality. Looks like a lot of horror fans and ghouls are assembling for All Hallows Eve

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Posted in A Hallowed Evening

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'Torture porn' is the slang

Posted on Tue, 27 Oct 2015

'Torture porn' is the slang term for horror movies likes Elias Roth's Hostel where a group of students are, well, tortured and that is the movie's focus. I suppose your story's focus is the torture and the redemptive quality, the narrator's guilt...

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Posted in Penance

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