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You and Me--forever--Donnie
Donnie stretched himself out on the marital bed he’d once shared with Ann and stared at the ceiling. Waited for the pills to kick in. Smirnoff choked...
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You and Me—forever—Anne.
You and Me—forever—Anne. Anne kept her eyes shut and waited for her number to be called. A whiff of cigarettes made her grimace, even though it was a...
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Penthouse
‘Awright lads,’ Cooper’s da was bald with a booming voice. He shouted a derisory greeting as we dodged furniture in the living room. He’d the comfy...
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JOHN MCLACHLAN (Kojak) 1962-2011
Tony Quinn opened the living-room window and shouted me into Kojak’s house on Lilac Avenue. It had one of those boxy silver wheelchair ramps taking...
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The Reckoning
Their turf roof sunk into the sides and the hut staggered like a drunken soldier. It stood out from the others because it lay on the knob of earth...
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a bit belwo [below] mezzanine
Posted on Tue, 25 Oct 2022
a bit belwo [below] mezzanine, yeh, not the kind of word associate with it's grim up North.
Read full commentPosted in 3. Belfast Simon Community 1978 - the layout of the building
bit of an adventure.
Posted on Mon, 24 Oct 2022
bit of an adventure.
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I guess he was damaged. But
Posted on Mon, 24 Oct 2022
I guess he was damaged. But he got away, which was good.
Read full commentPosted in 2. Belfast Simon community 1978 - I arrive at my work
I wish it was that simple.
Posted on Sun, 23 Oct 2022
I wish it was that simple.
Read full commentPosted in The Cost of Living
words are a camera.
Posted on Sun, 23 Oct 2022
words are a camera.
Read full commentPosted in When You Wish You’d Brought Your Camera
a ghost, a spirti, a
Posted on Sun, 23 Oct 2022
a ghost, a spirti, a doppleganger? I think I see a pattern.
Read full commentPosted in The Spirit of Jenny Jones (Part Two of Two)
me too. a long and happy life
Posted on Sat, 22 Oct 2022
me too. a long and happy life. The man sounds in pain too. He doesn't want to be a father. And certainly not father to a Down's syndrome child. sadness squared.
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sounds true. Many of us have
Posted on Sat, 22 Oct 2022
sounds true. Many of us have much the same problem. But why is it all about the sisters? Brothers can care too? I'm replyng as if it was a real problem. That means the writring is great.
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we suffer,but rarely in
Posted on Fri, 21 Oct 2022
we suffer,but rarely in silence. I liked this lots. The surreal elements blend in wonderfully, but when the narrator had no money for food, she bought beer and other items, including singlng squid. That threw me. Not the singing squid. But having...
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Peace and best wishes too.
Posted on Fri, 21 Oct 2022
Peace and best wishes too. Who am I? What am I? it come up a lot in my wrting. It is in fact my writing. To be old is to be invsible. I passed an old woman in the old folk's home sitting in a chiar looking at nothing much. That's me. That's you....
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