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StoryMissing Something harveyjoseph112 years 10 min ago
StoryThings harveyjoseph012 years 10 min ago
StoryKeys harveyjoseph012 years 10 min ago
StoryThe Utmost For The Highest harveyjoseph012 years 10 min ago
StoryLitter harveyjoseph012 years 10 min ago
StoryRainham Marsh Proposal harveyjoseph012 years 10 min ago
StoryParents' Evening harveyjoseph212 years 10 min ago
StoryNot Responding harveyjoseph012 years 10 min ago
StoryReturn Ferry harveyjoseph012 years 10 min ago
StoryMemories harveyjoseph112 years 10 min ago
StoryStill Life harveyjoseph212 years 10 min ago
StoryThe Washing Up Undone harveyjoseph012 years 10 min ago
StoryThe Work of The Weavers - After A Traditional Folk Song harveyjoseph212 years 10 min ago
StorySweethearts harveyjoseph112 years 10 min ago
StoryLines harveyjoseph212 years 10 min ago
StoryMadeline harveyjoseph112 years 10 min ago
StoryStorm harveyjoseph012 years 10 min ago
StoryLee Brilleaux's Boots harveyjoseph012 years 10 min ago
StoryLiverpool Street Wastelines harveyjoseph012 years 10 min ago
StorySeeing The Light harveyjoseph112 years 10 min ago
StorySmall Christmas Openings harveyjoseph012 years 10 min ago
StorySitting Room harveyjoseph012 years 10 min ago
StoryRough and Tumble harveyjoseph112 years 10 min ago
StoryThings You Don't Like harveyjoseph412 years 10 min ago
StoryHard To Say harveyjoseph112 years 1 hour ago

My stories

A Sorry Life

Once was the promise of gold up the river With the promise of gold I headed up the river But I had been sold up the river Oh, it's a sorry life...

Art

How old. How long ago. The numbers were shorter and most people's in the book then, and in the abyss of afternoons you swam through at that age,...

Gone

"There's an old face, that I've not seen in town." Someone asks him, if he's going to stick around And he shrugs and gets a temp job Starts saving...

Mementos

“The crisis in Syria continues…” stated the well-groomed female newsreader, wearing a rich-burgundy blouse, staring out from the small television...

The Road Is Wider Than It's Long

I saw a shadow lady, Calling up the wind And a Spanish boy who called out the fishes for to swim Scarlet at the fairgound said: "You joskins got it...

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