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I have 6 stories published in 2 collections on the site.
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My stories

The Discovery

One day, I don't remember which, you send us away. For the first time we are banished to our rooms, to think about, whatever we thought about then. And you feed me an excuse, which I swallow,

The Green Garden Of Suburbia

and that obnoxiously plastic bag rolls and races artistically across the lawn, pretentiously trying to keep up with the Jones' Japanese water garden next door. Somewhere amongst the shrubs Robert's football rests next to an egg

The Careful Tear

Stained onto history, onto me and you, the tear is unfixable. Days will wash away the intensity of the pull and push that brought the tear. A faded mark on memory will tell me when we were guilty,

Feeling Like A Thief,

thinking about what I have taken. Without profit am I guilty? Aware and compos mentis I walked where I did not belong, thinking only of myself. Key beneath the doormat, easy to find. Your walls were attractive,

Daydreaming Before Dawn

Up, past sleep, we have found ourselves existing somewhere we do not. Heads make pillows of other things, shoulders and intimate conversations. Nothing is fixed, walls fall away, time slips to the floor. Here

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