Mark Heathcote

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I have 597 stories published in 2 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 385115 times and 9 of my stories have been cherry picked.
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Mark Heathcote

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Oh what do you really, quietly, feel?

The eyes of dawn meet me under her grey hoarfrost blanket Oh I never thought the howling in your heart; could be so cold. Or so loud or unforgiving; oh give unto me them stars shining...

The strumpet

You’d ride the wind… But the wind will not follow… Arse over tit, tit over tale. Greek as an olive You’d squeeze out the sun oil Rape seeds youthful and yellow.

In spring temporary southwest

Temporary southwest “Who am I to address Her flagon-red” dress! Amid the ashen summer Between—each! Tick-tock! Swishing of her scarlet frock Equinox of autumn slumber!

Love is a window starlit bright

Love is a window starlit bright And you are the moon That encompasses its light Thriving like a winters flower Visited in the mystical—night? You are a forest of melting snow

Her touches are like snow icicles

Her touches are like snow icicles Tongue tickling wisps of frozen light Each fingertip is an isotonic particle A throbbing cosmos of winter—delight Her dock leaf strokes nettle wet kisses

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