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I have 123 stories published in 8 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 501320 times and 167 of my stories have been cherry picked.
126 of my 1,328 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 128 votes

Alex Smith

Decided to stop talking about it and do it.

Twitter: @AlexCalling79

Instagram: poetofhome

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https://soundcloud.com/london_calling79/the-princess-of-odd-numbers

https://soundcloud.com/london_calling79/water-damage

My stories

Timber fences; empty freedom.

By london_calling79 on Thu, 07 Nov 2019

You were five when the world shifted when you told me you wished we were never made. There was a time, before those words, when the world was broad...

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Wear and tear (IP)

By london_calling79 on Mon, 29 Apr 2019

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I’d driven for miles before I’d realised where. The camber of the road should have dumped me home, as always. It's just this normal stuff, like...

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The ends of my world

By london_calling79 on Sun, 31 Mar 2019

I can’t feel the presence of a god here so keenly now that I can touch the ends of my world , run a finger across a drumlin of hallowed herringbone...

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Stripling

By london_calling79 on Fri, 08 Feb 2019

I’ve never met you. But I want you to love me. You were me before I had formed my open church door of mouth my stripling heartstring. I had forgotten...

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vicarious trauma

By london_calling79 on Mon, 12 Nov 2018

i used to be able to repair myself sprout phantom limbs better versions now, i flick rocks at the faultlines and the whole thing caves it starts in...

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A powerful image, well

Posted on Tue, 26 Jun 2018

A powerful image, well described. Have you ever read D.H Lawrence's 'The Rainbow'? There's a gorgeous paragraph about - 'He was the doorway to her, she was the doorway to him'.

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This is beautifully described

Posted on Mon, 25 Jun 2018

This is beautifully described. Such a musical sound.

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Fascinating insight into this

Posted on Mon, 25 Jun 2018

Fascinating insight into this barren world.

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What’s about ‘begs’? ‘He

Posted on Thu, 21 Jun 2018

What’s about ‘begs’? ‘He slipped her fruity begs over her crime-ridden hips’. Pretty hot.

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Excellent, excellent writing.

Posted on Thu, 21 Jun 2018

Excellent, excellent writing.

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This is very well described.

Posted on Thu, 21 Jun 2018

This is very well described. the loss of that poor lawnmower just caged and ready! I wanted more description of the sounds you've carved so well. And the smells that rain brings - but that's a personal preference.

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