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fix you 2
Gary didn’t want to go out and play. He was small for his age. They could fix that his dad had said, but they didn’t have the money, and anyway you...
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Fix You
The window in the squad car scanned Inspector Allan’s retinas before taking him where he had to go. A child had been found lying in the snow. From...
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spider town
I saved a spider in a paper cup. It spidered away with the cup I caught a spider with a soup pot It spidered away with the pot I cornered a spider in...
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Ferme
A tree of meaning grows bark Leans to-and-fro Week by week something new Light shifting through Lopped off words Out on a limb Life keeps tripping...
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Peachy pictures
Told to sort through my things. You were funny, born nearer to the Sex Pistols with their purple Mohican hairdos, their zips and spits and fuck you,...
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a whistful (and lustful)
Posted on Sat, 27 Feb 2016
a whistful (and lustful) passing
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I don't want to be
Posted on Thu, 25 Feb 2016
I don't want to be politically incorrect, but to state the obvious in language bluer that Dame Tory something or other's hair, would be an impossibility. But I guess that's just part of the story. A place no one wants to be - and you're reporting...
Read full commentPosted in My sterile prison cell. Life on a hospital ward
each bite of the pie and a
Posted on Fri, 19 Feb 2016
each bite of the pie and a different lie. There's poetry in those woods. I'm sure they are misunderstood. A parable of a poem in which to our great shame, our masters those that own the pie, are vile enough to know that eating poor people is the...
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I doubt I understand this,
Posted on Mon, 15 Feb 2016
I doubt I understand this, but I don't suppose that's such a bad thing. There's nothing malevolent about it. The woman in the black-and--white photograph is pretty. I'd guess from Sim's stories this is a family member. I'm not sure what one part...
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sweet and not in a sugary way
Posted on Mon, 15 Feb 2016
sweet and not in a sugary way.
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Time indeed, has no hold.
Posted on Sun, 07 Feb 2016
Time indeed, has no hold.
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lovely - and wooly thoughts
Posted on Sun, 31 Jan 2016
lovely - and wooly thoughts about love and caring - I like that.
Read full commentPosted in SEVENTEEN (after Oliver Comins)
I get this, but I wasn't sure
Posted on Fri, 22 Jan 2016
I get this, but I wasn't sure if the pungent tramp was a) you walking through the metro soliloquizing or b) an actual smelly old man.
I'd rephrase that bit.
Read full commentPosted in Making the most of it
unbalancing planes is quite a
Posted on Sat, 16 Jan 2016
unbalancing planes is quite a trick, but I guess I could get good with time. Liked this.
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oh, date with new dentures.
Posted on Wed, 06 Jan 2016
oh, date with new dentures. the wolf equivalent of garlic. Nice little mix and minx of a story.
Read full commentPosted in Rudy, Lil Red and DJ Gran [Red Riding Hood Retelling]
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