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I have 34 stories published in 2 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 17447 times and 10 of my stories have been cherry picked.

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Harriet MacMillan

My stories

Oxford,

Oxford, Don’t let us pretend that we are in paradise. It’s not that it isn’t very nice, for it is. It’s just that Oxford is like an antique tea-cup in which

Half-Asleep

I read you my poems when you are half-asleep Because I am so terrified of your commentary. A word from you could unravel me, Leaving me as yarn in a new labyrinth.
Cherry

When We Were Seventeen

Why is it that even now, space and time suspending A bold battlement between us, I cannot write about you? Oh yes, you live here veiled in such a vague frame,

Hailstones

Since Good Friday, the bells have not rung and thus we wait, Suspended in timeless silence, anticipating Sunday. The morning brought scant sun but enough, just enough,

Unexpecting

Here am I, darling mother host: your parasitic flesh and blood, Evicted, undercooked. A flower senseless and scentless. You did not think I would be like this.

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