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StoryMissing Something harveyjoseph110 years 9 months ago
StoryThings harveyjoseph010 years 9 months ago
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StoryThe Utmost For The Highest harveyjoseph010 years 9 months ago
StoryLitter harveyjoseph010 years 9 months ago
StoryRainham Marsh Proposal harveyjoseph010 years 9 months ago
StoryParents' Evening harveyjoseph210 years 9 months ago
StoryNot Responding harveyjoseph010 years 9 months ago
StoryReturn Ferry harveyjoseph010 years 9 months ago
StoryMemories harveyjoseph110 years 9 months ago
StoryStill Life harveyjoseph210 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Washing Up Undone harveyjoseph010 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Work of The Weavers - After A Traditional Folk Song harveyjoseph210 years 9 months ago
StorySweethearts harveyjoseph110 years 9 months ago
StoryLines harveyjoseph210 years 9 months ago
StoryMadeline harveyjoseph110 years 9 months ago
StoryStorm harveyjoseph010 years 9 months ago
StoryLee Brilleaux's Boots harveyjoseph010 years 9 months ago
StoryLiverpool Street Wastelines harveyjoseph010 years 9 months ago
StorySeeing The Light harveyjoseph110 years 9 months ago
StorySmall Christmas Openings harveyjoseph010 years 9 months ago
StorySitting Room harveyjoseph010 years 9 months ago
StoryRough and Tumble harveyjoseph110 years 9 months ago
StoryThings You Don't Like harveyjoseph410 years 9 months ago
StoryHard To Say harveyjoseph110 years 9 months 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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