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The grass is always greener

29 August. Clouds part and the sun shines upon the ancient City of York, picking out insecurities and lost aspirations among the limestone and...
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Diminishing returns

I think of my head inside this world, within this existence, and I'm thinking “Fractal”. But where is order? So I picture kaleidoscope landscapes of...

Leicester Forest East

Ten-thirty in a filthy room M1 rumbling on its endless way to nowhere Forty-five quid blown on some kind of dream She sleeps I lie on the “family”...
Cherry

The garden of earthly preoccupation

Guilt is sunning itself in the garden. Upturned plates on supermarket steaks deny the flies, whom, I’m convinced, would indulge, given half a chance...

Mary! Mary!

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