Robert Craven

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We refract - a poem

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We are all made of glass; we refract, we glisten, we glitter. Opaque, we let the light in, we turn the light into the colour of stained glass...

The Spook in the Paper Suit (Holt #2) wip

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One July 1960 Somewhere along the Thames. They sat hunched, two men dressed in smart slate-grey herringbone overcoats, their lapels lined with sewn-...

Excerpt from the sequel of The road of a thousand tigers (wip)

One July 1960 Somewhere along the Thames. They sat hunched, quiet, two men dressed in smart herringbone overcoats, the lapels lined with sewn in...

An Excerpt from The Road of a Thousand Tigers _ Tel Aviv

Holt swam. He swam out into the sea and took in a deep breath. He dived into the deep blue, feeling his tired body find its second wind. When his...

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The news 24/7 blurts out of my bipolar plastic radio; to the tick-tock ticker tape stream of consciousness, warped. (280 characters, no more) The...

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