Pizza Face waited religiously for Angel parked in his Jaguar every night and weekends before work. The main roads and backroads they’d travelled like...
Kimmie’s cat’s-eyes makeup was smudged. She hopped and skipped in front of Angel in a pale blue, zip-up hooded top and gripped the top of her denims...
‘Sorry, I was delayed,’ said Angel as she stepped into the car and pulled her seatbelt on. She sniffed and turned her head away, looking back at the...
The living room door was open. ‘Can I have a word, m’lady?’ Karen leaned sideways in her armchair, almost knocking over an overflowing glass ashtray...
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.
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.
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...
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....
words are a camera.
Posted on Sun, 23 Oct 2022
words are a camera.
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a ghost, a spirti, a
Posted on Sun, 23 Oct 2022
a ghost, a spirti, a doppleganger? I think I see a pattern.
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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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let's hope you don't need
Posted on Fri, 21 Oct 2022
let's hope you don't need them. I'm old enough to remember The Winter of Discontent and electricity rationing.
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we bin stuff and we bin the
Posted on Wed, 19 Oct 2022
we bin stuff and we bin the people that bin stuff. tough, but true.
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beautiful scarecrows. we live
Posted on Tue, 18 Oct 2022
beautiful scarecrows. we live in interesting times was meant to be a veiled insult. Not here.
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I remember the days before
Posted on Wed, 19 Oct 2022
I remember the days before google was a word. And phones took two-pence pieces.
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