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StoryFraxinus nigra alexwritings26 years 2 months ago
StoryThe strangeness of returning alexwritings16 years 2 months ago
StoryCorvo Island alexwritings16 years 2 months ago
StoryCastaway - 4. The 'Nor Buoy alexwritings06 years 2 months ago
StoryCastaway -- 3. A lucky escape alexwritings36 years 2 months ago
StoryCastaway - 1. The Velvet Roar alexwritings36 years 2 months ago
StoryAn homage to plastic cutlery (part 1) alexwritings06 years 2 months ago
Collectionlight through the cellar door alexwritings06 years 2 months ago
CollectionFragments (consider revising) alexwritings06 years 2 months ago
CollectionSpace for milk? alexwritings06 years 2 months ago
CollectionDisplay balance alexwritings06 years 2 months ago
CollectionCastaway alexwritings16 years 2 months ago
CollectionThe green man's alter ego alexwritings06 years 2 months ago
CollectionEdinburgh Buses alexwritings06 years 2 months ago
StoryTornado crush alexwritings06 years 3 months ago
Storythis is england mikilowe96 years 4 months ago
StoryYou need to move on, now .. denni1556 years 4 months ago
StoryThe wanting maggyvaneijk196 years 5 months ago
StoryPerks of the Job .. denni146 years 6 months ago
StoryView from the Sixth Floor of an Edinburgh Library alexwritings36 years 7 months ago
StoryYoung Female Poets maggyvaneijk316 years 8 months ago
StoryWhen I'm Gone The Walrus146 years 8 months ago
StoryLove, actually well-wisher106 years 9 months ago
StoryGood morning .. denni1156 years 9 months ago
StoryDead drunk .. denni1226 years 11 months ago

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Supervet

This cat is on wheels. A postage stamp of golden fur is missing from his flank harvested by glistening chatter-knives. This is new kind of scent-...
Cherry

last offices

We park by the craft shop: the coloured corners of picture frames hang down the wall like chevrons Supine, under the quilt of night the infirmery...
Cherry

The Notes of a Millennial Blogger: #2 The Italian Ruiner

I wake up to the sound of my Auntie Amandine thoroughly sanitising her nether regions. She's in the shower. I can tell she has the shower head set to...
Gold cherry

The descent

Not your pen, the butter- yellow of its wannabe etchings. Nor, really, your fear of the broadband router’s paparazzi flashes that set off the whole...

The Notes of a Millennial Blogger

The Notes of a Millennial Blogger. Post #1 I Heart Symbolism. Friday, November 4th, 2000. The leaves are going crisp on Maple Drive. All the trees...

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