Stephen Thom

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My stories

Cherry

After the change/One globe at a time

I saw the glint of black through thick swirls of snow. My chest tightened, and I ran towards the centre of the road. Feet padding over the soft layer...

Need and notes in glass bowls

- I want it to get to the point where you don't need me any more. - I scratched in a full stop and leaned back to look at the words I'd written. It...
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Cherry

Doing a good thing

It was a wet day when the letter arrived. Rain was beating against the glass panels of the front door and the floorboards creaked as Dave bent to...

Reprieve (please stay here with me)

I had an interview on the second day there. It had to be a cleaning job, or some kind of solitary job. The night before we put bin bags over the...
Gold cherry

Here is your thread

don't think this is quite fitting together...please excuse the dire sub-poetry-stuff/bits :-/
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