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StoryAn obituary of my golden days utehs116 years 7 months ago
StoryAm I only a number? Principessa216 years 7 months ago
StoryWhat am I? valiswaverider316 years 7 months ago
StoryThe light filtered through a torn curtain valiswaverider316 years 7 months ago
StoryThe sickness valiswaverider116 years 8 months ago
StoryWe Generation Ewan516 years 8 months ago
StoryNew Coming animan216 years 8 months ago
StoryEvent Horizon valiswaverider016 years 9 months ago
StoryHaiku Ewan816 years 9 months ago
StoryKoan Ewan916 years 9 months ago
StoryNoh theatre valiswaverider216 years 10 months ago
StoryWhich God? mykle616 years 10 months ago
StorySilence Is Golden? mykle316 years 10 months ago

My stories

The making of the blade

The iron must be beaten into form. The charcoal is hot, but the warmth is not yet enough to make a furnace.

Solid state sonic soundscape

The hour is zero Rapid repeat of the minimal Pictures of music the essence of thought Driving though the pastoral bliss Sparks in the sky, running along the Autobahn

Pale pride

Wishful thinking, all comes to nothing We moved in together and for a time where as one The royal we, each one thought about the other The love was real

Men in modern Britain

Yesterday on the high street I saw two blokes walking a chiwawa. An ugly dog, an excuse for a dog usually kept in the handbags of brain-dead W.A.Gs or Paris Hilton A-LIKE.

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