harveyjoseph

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StoryMissing Something harveyjoseph113 years 4 weeks ago
StoryThings harveyjoseph013 years 4 weeks ago
StoryKeys harveyjoseph013 years 4 weeks ago
StoryThe Utmost For The Highest harveyjoseph013 years 4 weeks ago
StoryLitter harveyjoseph013 years 4 weeks ago
StoryRainham Marsh Proposal harveyjoseph013 years 4 weeks ago
StoryParents' Evening harveyjoseph213 years 4 weeks ago
StoryNot Responding harveyjoseph013 years 4 weeks ago
StoryReturn Ferry harveyjoseph013 years 4 weeks ago
StoryMemories harveyjoseph113 years 4 weeks ago
StoryStill Life harveyjoseph213 years 4 weeks ago
StoryThe Washing Up Undone harveyjoseph013 years 4 weeks ago
StoryThe Work of The Weavers - After A Traditional Folk Song harveyjoseph213 years 4 weeks ago
StorySweethearts harveyjoseph113 years 4 weeks ago
StoryLines harveyjoseph213 years 4 weeks ago
StoryMadeline harveyjoseph113 years 4 weeks ago
StoryStorm harveyjoseph013 years 4 weeks ago
StoryLee Brilleaux's Boots harveyjoseph013 years 4 weeks ago
StoryLiverpool Street Wastelines harveyjoseph013 years 4 weeks ago
StorySeeing The Light harveyjoseph113 years 4 weeks ago
StorySmall Christmas Openings harveyjoseph013 years 4 weeks ago
StorySitting Room harveyjoseph013 years 4 weeks ago
StoryRough and Tumble harveyjoseph113 years 4 weeks ago
StoryThings You Don't Like harveyjoseph413 years 4 weeks ago
StoryHard To Say harveyjoseph113 years 4 weeks 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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