MistakenMagic

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StoryBody Language MistakenMagic1711 years 12 months ago
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StoryBirds, Bees and Butteflies MistakenMagic1211 years 12 months ago
StoryBefore I say I Love You MistakenMagic811 years 12 months ago
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StoryAnd Other Acts of Masochism MistakenMagic1411 years 12 months ago
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StoryAlways Summer MistakenMagic2211 years 12 months ago
StoryAlors, On Danse MistakenMagic2611 years 12 months ago
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StoryA Study in South Street MistakenMagic1911 years 12 months ago
StoryA List of Things I Would Do to James McAvoy MistakenMagic2811 years 12 months ago
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Story"Verboten" MistakenMagic1611 years 12 months ago
StoryA Little Dream of Me MistakenMagic811 years 12 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Epigraph

Now the days are as sunny as peanut butter, but I stay inside watching re-runs of Blackadder, because I loved Captain Kevin Darling before I loved you.
Cherry

Don Paterson Didn't Eat His Venison

I bake her a tray of shortbread and tell her the more explicit version of ‘The Secret Life of Dragonflies’ to try and take her mind off the poisonous, unwanted orb swelling in her side.
Cherry

My Bookcase, 4am

Marie de France's 'Bisclavret' howls at the moon like a wolf. 'The Assistant' mutters to itself in Yiddish. The window is full to the brim with stars, and poems rise up like unanswered prayers.
Cherry

Smoking in the Bath (A Pantoum)

My first attempt at a pantoum - rules on structure seem to differ greatly from source to source, but this is based on the structure we looked at in a Poetry Society session last night.
Cherry

The Underground Is So Mainstream

I wrote this to entertain myself when stuck on a train between Kings Cross and Leeds. "And the dark blue straits of the Piccadilly line, seeping towards Heathrow like spilled ink."

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