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flockers 11
Swirled whisky around my tongue. Listened to the shrill see-saw cadence and frenzied excitement in his voice and the little gulps of silence. Poured...
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flockers 10
Must admit the journey home was constrained, especially on the train. Didn’t see much of Myra in the next few weeks. Neither of us had a phone. Put...
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flockers 9
Felt better. Scrubbed up as best as I could in the morning, a complexion like boiled pink ham, showed a face no mother would kiss. Breakfast a...
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King of the Dole
Eleven o’clock opening. Davie wedged himself on his usual barstool with his back to the mosaic of square windows. He leaned across a bar still wet...
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flockers 8
When Myra told me she went back with Charlie after he raped her I didn’t understand it, but in a way I did. She made a bed up for me on the settee...
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reminds me a wee bit about a
Posted on Sun, 04 Sep 2016
reminds me a wee bit about a girl that was taken to the doctors because she could never sit still. The doctor stuck some music on, and as they left the rooms, they watched her through a crack in the door. There's nothing wrong with her, 'she's a...
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yep, it rocks like a western
Posted on Fri, 26 Aug 2016
yep, it rocks like a western shoot-out.
Read full commentPosted in The Crimson wake vii dark revelations
wonderful story telling
Posted on Thu, 18 Aug 2016
wonderful story telling slinkygirl and really believeable narrator, or should I say narrators, because we are all more than one person, as to angels, well only the devil knows the truth of that.
Read full commentPosted in Eighteen part one
nice rhyme, nice time and a
Posted on Sat, 13 Aug 2016
nice rhyme, nice time and a Bermondsey boy returned to his roots and you've made his wrold known.
Read full commentPosted in BERMONDSEY BOY (LONDON)
thanks torscott, I'm not sure
Posted on Wed, 10 Aug 2016
thanks torscott, I'm not sure I can take any more misery.
Read full commentPosted in Ernie at the edge of the world
yeh, I sometimes imagine
Posted on Tue, 02 Aug 2016
yeh, I sometimes imagine places are like batteries or reservoirs, holding onto energy.
Read full commentPosted in The Cobbe house iv Aftermath
good luck with this ladylily.
Posted on Sun, 31 Jul 2016
good luck with this ladylily.
Read full commentPosted in Bermondsey to Basra Battlefronts.
I'm a bit dense too seashore.
Posted on Sun, 24 Jul 2016
I'm a bit dense too seashore. clumsy, a form of justification, almost a cliche, a throwway liine that comes before, Allahu Akbar and throws away lives. I've actually convinced myself that's what I meant, whiich is quite impressive for me.
Read full commentPosted in Tribe
gets you on the rebound.
Posted on Thu, 21 Jul 2016
gets you on the rebound. There's a jump in the point of view from the narrator to that of the dogs watching him, in the first parargraph. It's a forecful imaged. Just meat. But incongrouus.
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Brilliant, but you gallop to
Posted on Thu, 07 Jul 2016
Brilliant, but you gallop to the ending.
Read full commentPosted in Flowers (Part Two of Two) (IP)
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