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StoryCold Shoulder mjpitts112 years 3 months ago
StoryBirthday mjpitts012 years 3 months ago
StoryBack in the Olden Days mjpitts012 years 3 months ago
StoryAnd Whatnot mjpitts212 years 3 months ago
StoryA Start at the End mjpitts212 years 3 months ago
Story18 Minutes and 33 Seconds mjpitts112 years 3 months ago
CollectionMilk of Magnesia mjpitts012 years 3 months ago
CollectionSnakes and Ladders mjpitts012 years 3 months ago
StoryYou Know I Lack Technique mjpitts212 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Cold Calculated Cut of Teeth mjpitts112 years 5 months ago
StoryOutside the Nelson at Noon mjpitts012 years 5 months ago
StoryPorcelain mjpitts312 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Big Bang was Inevitable mjpitts112 years 5 months ago
StoryOpen Return mjpitts112 years 5 months ago
StoryRichard mjpitts012 years 5 months ago
StoryTo Do mjpitts112 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Pine Marten and the Coypu mjpitts012 years 5 months ago
StoryOwl mjpitts212 years 5 months ago
StoryHive mjpitts312 years 5 months ago
StoryIsland mjpitts012 years 5 months ago
StoryHide and Seek mjpitts012 years 5 months ago
StoryDelivery mjpitts112 years 5 months ago
StoryEn Vacance mjpitts112 years 5 months ago
StoryTraffic and Marigolds JoseHdz914 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Blues mjpitts515 years 3 weeks ago

My stories

Back in the Olden Days

Last night, back in the olden days, I was a very different person- full of youth, optimism, extra cold Guinness and whiskey chaser. Last night, back in the olden days, it was all sorted out-

18 Minutes and 33 Seconds

I’m sorry. I was wrong. Like when I bought the Guinness Book of Records from1992, 75 pence from a charity shop, in Cromer. A perfect gift for your, big birthday.

You Know I Lack Technique

Under the avenues you licked me thin, stole my appetite and left nothing but your split peach mouth. Stalking supple vowels in silence I threw rocks at black faced garages, hoped their cry

The Cold Calculated Cut of Teeth

Long haired girls skin tomatoes with their teeth at the bus stop beneath underpass. I can’t tell you what they wear, the colour of their hair, or numbers at the gathering.

The Blues

We have a new housemate called Batman. Batman is a mouthwash blue Budgerigar; he lives in the living room next to my favourite armchair. Paul is teaching him to say dirty words.

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