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StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Seven and five sevenths JupiterMoon012 years 5 months ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter 7 and a half JupiterMoon012 years 5 months ago
Storyinnocent wallpaper JupiterMoon112 years 5 months ago
Storyink black JupiterMoon012 years 5 months ago
StoryHow 1945 Cannery Row Beats 2012 Sheffield JupiterMoon012 years 5 months ago
Storyhundreds and thousands scattered like ashes JupiterMoon312 years 5 months ago
Storyheart attack Friday JupiterMoon012 years 5 months ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Seven JupiterMoon012 years 5 months ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Five and a half JupiterMoon012 years 5 months ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Five JupiterMoon112 years 5 months ago
Storyi know it's stupid, but i fell for a mannequin JupiterMoon512 years 5 months ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter Three and a half JupiterMoon012 years 5 months ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter One and a half JupiterMoon112 years 5 months ago
StoryGrayling Junction - Chapter One JupiterMoon012 years 5 months ago
Storyhow the sun brings the mad out JupiterMoon012 years 5 months ago
StoryElvis may not have loved the Trafford Centre JupiterMoon312 years 5 months ago
StoryEmma's Back JupiterMoon012 years 5 months ago
Storyflapjack pigeons JupiterMoon012 years 5 months ago
Storyfamily photograph JupiterMoon412 years 5 months ago
Storyfaces in the felled tree JupiterMoon112 years 5 months ago
StoryDustboy JupiterMoon112 years 5 months ago
Storyfarewell, old black settee JupiterMoon212 years 5 months ago
Storyfoolproof JupiterMoon312 years 5 months ago
Storyfather, son and white lightning JupiterMoon012 years 5 months ago
StoryElias and the King JupiterMoon012 years 5 months ago

My stories

Cherry

missing: presumed poet

toothed toast edges remain, cooled coffee has assembled serene pools in the sink each reflects a ceiling
Gold cherry
Poem of the week

don't die (inside)

don’t die (inside) don’t – be fooled into drinking that flat white
Cherry

rose quartz snake oil

they arrive as a rainbow of vulnerability trembling tumbles from taxis
Gold cherry

plenty more dead fish in the sea

here we are our best smiles over-exercised our appealing angles over-photographed the isolation reflected in our eyes
Gold cherry
Poem of the week

imbolc

imbolc light is returning it teases just a little more sun from the close of day unfurled from their winter bed buds push free shake off a dusting of...

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