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I have 52 stories published in
one collection on the site.
My stories have been read 38134 times
and 40 of my stories have been cherry picked.
Rask Balavoine
From Belfast, the Irish one. Not much more to say.
My stories
Three sips of foaming wine.
Yesterday came to an end. The cold, winter sun slithered quietly into the ocean and day turned into night while I took one sip of remarkable wine...
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Goodbye Arnold.
Refulgent sunshine skimmed over the graveyard behind the Church this morning. It threw long shadows on the grass that was crisp and white with...
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Why pigeons mock us and poop on our towns.
The bathroom window was part open the way John likes it always to be when he was in there first thing in the morning. That way he can breathe fresh...
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Wobbling between this and that.
Death sat gaunt and unloved at the piano in Alice's drawing room after many years of silent tears and honey. His coattails fell almost to the floor...
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Roses for Mr Keats
I told Susan that Keats was buried in Rome. It was a line of course, factually true but nevertheless a line. She was already captivated by what she...
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