Mark Heathcote

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StoryEunectes Murinus Anna Marie316 years 1 month ago
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StoryHow royally Avant-garde am I? Mark Heathcote116 years 4 months ago
StoryNearly human (again) Nick.A316 years 5 months ago
StoryDo the British take their brollies? Mark Heathcote616 years 8 months ago
StoryVII Stanzas Mark Heathcote216 years 8 months ago
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StoryThe music of one’s love is deaf and dumb Mark Heathcote317 years 7 months ago
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StoryIn these cormorant hours spent swift Mark Heathcote217 years 10 months ago

My stories

Immersed in anew mistress

Night is a nicotine patch A burnish of black leather A bleeding scratch On the naked nether It is altogether a womb A giants eyelid blinking A mammoth’s bog tomb

Silk road

I fly like a bird in stillness over pools of lemon and blue and cut through leaves of fire to find safety with you your heart an oasis the milk of human kind

Finger on the pulse

If I could nurture life like a woman What a tapestry of light my heart would weave Ambivalent beauty in a shield of light If I could nurture life like a woman

I use to linger in the falling rain

A song! About a woman poetess on the world wide who has just lost her man. Mike,The Lastromantichero!

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