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StoryCold Shoulder mjpitts113 years 2 months ago
StoryBirthday mjpitts013 years 2 months ago
StoryBack in the Olden Days mjpitts013 years 2 months ago
StoryAnd Whatnot mjpitts213 years 2 months ago
StoryA Start at the End mjpitts213 years 2 months ago
Story18 Minutes and 33 Seconds mjpitts113 years 2 months ago
CollectionMilk of Magnesia mjpitts013 years 2 months ago
CollectionSnakes and Ladders mjpitts013 years 2 months ago
StoryYou Know I Lack Technique mjpitts213 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Cold Calculated Cut of Teeth mjpitts113 years 4 months ago
StoryOutside the Nelson at Noon mjpitts013 years 4 months ago
StoryPorcelain mjpitts313 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Big Bang was Inevitable mjpitts113 years 4 months ago
StoryOpen Return mjpitts113 years 4 months ago
StoryRichard mjpitts013 years 4 months ago
StoryTo Do mjpitts113 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Pine Marten and the Coypu mjpitts013 years 4 months ago
StoryOwl mjpitts213 years 4 months ago
StoryHive mjpitts313 years 4 months ago
StoryIsland mjpitts013 years 4 months ago
StoryHide and Seek mjpitts013 years 4 months ago
StoryDelivery mjpitts113 years 4 months ago
StoryEn Vacance mjpitts113 years 4 months ago
StoryTraffic and Marigolds JoseHdz915 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Blues mjpitts516 years 2 days 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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