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Cherry

Grimms 90

A stilted walk to the car, flared denim flapping in the wind, guns pressed one-handed, hard, against their bodies, but concealed in their coats. Del...
Cherry

Grimms 89

Del parks the Jaguar car, and pulls the handbrake, on the hill across from Clydebank College. ‘How many doors in the pub? he asks. ‘Two.’ Jaz pats...
Gold cherry

here be dragons

I always end up in the pub no one else drinks in, where a hot water tap in the toilet is regarded as a needless luxury, only poofs and people that...
Cherry

Grimms88

Jaz squats on his haunches at the door to the smelly cupboard in the lobby. Under the light of a thirty-watt bulb he inspects the Starr pistol in his...
Cherry

Penis Head Wilson

Penis Head Wilson was a normal kid. He knew he was. He liked playing outdoor games such as football with his pals, hide-and-seek and kick the can,...

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1677 of my comments have received 1710 Great Feedback votes

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I'm not sure what's happeing,

Posted on Thu, 21 Oct 2021

I'm not sure what's happeing, but that's the point. 

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Posted in What is Buried at Thresholds

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I guess there's bullying and

Posted on Thu, 21 Oct 2021

I guess there's bullying and bullying, but we can't use that word. Bureuacracy finds screens to hide behind. What's important isn't the individual, but protecting the system. 

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Posted in The Department of Explaining

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big guy often wins. 

Posted on Wed, 20 Oct 2021

big guy often wins. 

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Posted in A Sparrow

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autumnal, makes us think of

Posted on Mon, 18 Oct 2021

autumnal, makes us think of the end of the begining. to slip away- depart, that's a start. 

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Posted in Grounding Of Autumn

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it's the almost that gets you

Posted on Fri, 15 Oct 2021

it's the almost that gets you. the unexplained. 

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Posted in Esther Cox

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ah, innnocence is us. or was.

Posted on Fri, 15 Oct 2021

ah, innnocence is us. or was. 

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Posted in Innocents

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great photo. great poem,

Posted on Mon, 11 Oct 2021

great photo. great poem, jenny. 

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Posted in Secrets Of Wistman Woods

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It's got a noirish feel,

Posted on Tue, 05 Oct 2021

It's got a noirish feel, whatever that means. 

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Posted in Strangers on a Street

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no journey too long or short,

Posted on Thu, 30 Sep 2021

no journey too long or short, Jenny, like your poem. 

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Posted in Stone Loach

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