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StoryBlue Sky Thinking alexwritings18 years 11 months ago
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StoryThe Shame of Sir Saxmundham alexwritings38 years 11 months ago
StoryThe night sky over Stepney alexwritings08 years 11 months ago
StoryAnalepsis alexwritings58 years 11 months ago
StoryRetirement Options for Tube Trains: #3, Isle of Wight alexwritings08 years 11 months ago
Storymild existentialism in a coastal churchyard alexwritings38 years 11 months ago
StoryAnd then us alexwritings88 years 11 months ago
StoryPoem I forgot I wrote alexwritings18 years 11 months ago
StoryThe descent alexwritings88 years 11 months ago
StoryHilda and George Judygee159 years 1 week ago
Storylast offices alexwritings19 years 1 month ago
StoryKleine Maus Lavenderlooms99 years 1 month ago
CollectionWith the odd rumble of thunder alexwritings09 years 2 months ago
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StoryThe Otter’s Prayer alexwritings310 years 1 month ago
StoryNight-Mail alexwritings210 years 3 months ago

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The Pitsea Loop

The fluorescent tube light whistled overhead, casting a nauseatingly yellow glow across a pin-board of staff notices. Office Summer Night Out – BBQ on Hackney Downs; then Bowling at Finsbury Park; a MacMillan’s charity fundraiser concealed cruelly under a torn-out page 3 model...

Trout-gate

Chapter Two Trout-Gate 18 th September, 2000 The next Saturday morning, I awoke to the sound of my Auntie Amandine thoroughly sanitising her nether...

Attic

The moonlight leaks through the bevelled glass
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Retirement Options for Tube Trains: #3 Cadnam, New Forest

Stippled with mould it lies at the foot of a lawn by a greenhouse where earthenware pots lie cracked like the summer soil.
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