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StoryBurial At Sea Kilb50411 years 1 month ago
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StoryThe Devil's Dish Served Six Different Ways (chapter 7) Kilb50411 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Devil's Dish Served Six Different Ways (chapters 5 & 6) Kilb50511 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Devil's Dish Served Six Different Ways (chapters 3 & 4) Kilb50411 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Devil's Dish Served Six Different Ways (chapters 1 & 2) Kilb50411 years 4 months ago
StoryAsp (Parts 3 & 4) Kilb50211 years 5 months ago
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StoryIt Usually Rains at Funerals Silver Spun Sand1211 years 8 months ago
StoryLife During Wartime Kilb50211 years 9 months ago
StoryRoadworks Kilb50211 years 9 months ago
StoryUnknown Mountain Kilb50911 years 10 months ago
StoryRun, Adam Kilb50512 years 3 months ago
Forum topicCornwall Contemporary Poetry Festival 2014 Kilb50212 years 3 months ago
StoryLove's Progress 1-7 Kilb501412 years 4 months ago
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StoryDead Husbands Kilb501012 years 9 months ago
StoryChildhood's End Kilb50512 years 9 months ago
StoryBeachcomber's Love Song To The Sea Kilb50612 years 9 months ago
StoryAvocado for Lunch Kilb50812 years 9 months ago
StoryAfternoons In The Love Museum Kilb50912 years 9 months ago
StoryAdam Reincarnate Kilb50312 years 9 months ago
StoryA Scriptual Geologist And His Daughter Admire The Malvern Hills Kilb50312 years 9 months ago

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Gunslinger in a Tutu

He rode into town on a steel dust mare and the James gang, killing time outside the dried goods store, eased up the rims of their ten-gallon hats.
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Poem of the week

Flight Path

We took flight together - left the others stranded.
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Border Crossing

These night-time walks/have a certain aura, a certain smell/invite certain metaphors
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Variations on a Poem Read at My Mother's Funeral

I missed my boat. I arrived too late. I sat on the quayside with an overnight bag.
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The Night Angels of the Cake Factory Cream Room

They have travelled far, these angels...
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