Caldwell

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CollectionVanishing Caldwell01 year 10 months ago
StoryWriter's block Caldwell05 years 4 months ago
StoryFolk tale Caldwell47 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Language of The Leaves Caldwell27 years 11 months ago
StoryMonster poem Caldwell112 years 10 months ago
StoryCruising like a pigeon Caldwell112 years 10 months ago
StoryComing home Caldwell512 years 10 months ago
StoryChildhood Sweethearts Caldwell312 years 10 months ago
StoryBarcelona - a moment Caldwell512 years 10 months ago
Forum topicA difficult end Caldwell112 years 10 months ago
Forum topicTo convince others convince yourself first? Caldwell312 years 10 months ago
Forum topicThe world, constructed through language always leaves something uncovered... Caldwell312 years 10 months ago
Forum topicJane Gardam's The Queen of the Tambourine Caldwell012 years 10 months ago
CollectionLyrics Caldwell012 years 10 months ago
CollectionShort Prose Caldwell012 years 10 months ago
CollectionPoetry Caldwell012 years 10 months ago
CollectionKids Stories Caldwell012 years 10 months ago
StoryYou're prettier with a membrane, darling. Caldwell313 years 1 day ago
StoryPhotons Caldwell013 years 1 day ago
StorySweetness Caldwell313 years 1 day ago
StoryThe Goth-Wish For Winter Caldwell013 years 1 day ago
StoryMissing Caldwell013 years 1 day ago
StoryRecipe for disaster Caldwell113 years 1 day ago
StoryUnderstanding doesn't come with age Caldwell013 years 1 day ago
StoryLibrary Serenade Caldwell213 years 1 day ago

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My stories

Cherry

Massage Parlour

I generally don’t go in for spas or massage. It’s the pampering that puts me off — the soft music, the hushed tones, the candles. I don’t like being...
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Cherry

Le magnetiseur

When your child’s skin is red and cracked and nothing works—not creams, not oats, not changing his diet, not even the sea (which did help, but was a...
Cherry

The Gesture

This story contains reference to suicide and mental illness. It doesn’t take a tragedy. Not always. Sometimes it’s a drip from a ceiling, a broken...
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Cherry

Jasmine Tea

The call came early on a Saturday. My sister. Panicked. She’d rung our mother and found her breathless, confused, whispering in a voice that no...
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Party Fashions

My father had a gift for humour—sharp, innuendo-laced, and often just a little too pleased with itself. He came from a decent family, trained as a...
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