MJG

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StoryToad Spring 2018 MJG48 years 4 months ago
StoryFirst Breath:Last Breath MJG128 years 5 months ago
StoryStrictly, The Last Supper MJG178 years 5 months ago
StoryCandlemas 1842 MJG38 years 5 months ago
StoryThe lover, the husband and the wife MJG48 years 9 months ago
StoryHorreur à Paris Michael Valentine38 years 10 months ago
StoryCondoms for Cornwall - a short monologue MJG208 years 11 months ago
StoryMy Neighbour the Alcoholic Jane Hyphen79 years 1 week ago
StoryMy Other Life is Philip Sidney529 years 1 week ago
StoryForgotten Copse Deliberately Ev...169 years 4 months ago
Storytrifecta maggyvaneijk179 years 6 months ago
Blog entryABCtales is saved! tcook139 years 7 months ago
Storywiddershins celticman139 years 7 months ago
Blog entryABCtales - Good news! tcook229 years 7 months ago
Storythe war to end all wars celticman249 years 7 months ago
StoryEntomophobia queen beatle89 years 9 months ago
StoryDaguerreotype Philip Sidney219 years 9 months ago
Blog entryBee's Journey. Sad News insertponceyfre...299 years 10 months ago
StoryFirst Tattoo and First Attempt at Shoplifting Bee2210 years 2 months ago
StoryRetrospective Drawings maggyvaneijk1510 years 3 months ago
StoryRemembering Molly Michael Valentine1610 years 3 months ago
StoryCall of the Minster lenchenelf1310 years 6 months ago
StoryWriting It Off Bee3310 years 6 months ago
StoryLight in the Dark Age Philip Sidney2810 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Child lisa h1910 years 6 months ago

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Blueprint

Bulbs rustle in paper bags, pale corns, rhizomes, tubers to breathe new life into a barren corporate patch. Husks, tipped with green shoots, become...
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Swimming Snake

The grass snake purls water, spreads ripples across the canal’s slow-undulating surface. A miniature, muscular wave roils shadows of heaped summer...
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Heron-haunted Pool

Ropy jelly congeals in a shallow pool, fringed by rushes, swelling frogspawn absorbs blue sky into green shade. Tadpoles wiggle loose, like dark...
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The Goodbye

No smile or words. Rigid, unyielding, for that last photograph. His arm, slack, around my shoulder. I turn from the shot. Hide my tears, knowing he...
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September Sun on Blackdown Hills

North, up deep-wooded Black Down’s scarp to a windswept southern plateau dissected by a mosaic of secluded river valleys, carpeted by flint, chalk,...

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