Justin Tuijl

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CollectionJustin's Fiction Justin Tuijl02 years 1 month ago
CollectionJustin's Non-fiction Justin Tuijl02 years 1 month ago
Storythe drive back Justin Tuijl12 years 1 month ago
Storypinned to the trees Justin Tuijl12 years 1 month ago
Storylet there be cake Justin Tuijl12 years 1 month ago
StoryThough the kingfishers looked Justin Tuijl12 years 1 month ago
StoryRupert Justin Tuijl12 years 1 month ago
StoryDry Golden Justin Tuijl22 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Train Rattled Justin Tuijl42 years 1 month ago

My stories

let there be cake

the sun is falling below the gravestone, he made 83 when I was two i expect the sun is falling everywhere and none of it means a thing stones words...
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the drive back

we’re half way home an hour left to drive the car is old and the steering is vague a wheel bearing is noisy, the headlights are dim we have finished...
Cherry

Though the kingfishers looked

Though the kingfishers looked So beautiful; specks of shocking blue Against the dead green and dark water. They chased each other like in love -- And...
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Rupert

(Written 2015) Julia stood by the train door as it pulled into Beckton station. She had been watching the nearly empty platform all the time as it...
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Dry Golden

(This is one of the few old poems of mine I still have, maybe 2008, not sure. All the others were lost) Far away I remember the fields, Dry golden,...

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