| Sestina on Meeting You From Evening Class
| | It was all that I could be; listless, corroding, boneless, in the apron of our commentary moon. Once young, these copper-coloured streets now belaboured by the chorus that had formed them with their... | | Words: | 415 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Reader |
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| The Trials of Laura Baines
| | Now it was true that the blue shirt was a much smarter garment, anybody could see that, even there... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 20-12-05 |
| Words: | 1862 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Fillipo the Fish
| | In response to challenge laid down in a bar in Cardiff in response to the incorrect assumption that I was too much of a literary snob to write children's stories, I wrote this parable of a fish that | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 19-12-05 |
| Words: | 3479 | | Comments: | 8 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Limpieza de Sangre
| | Baird looked down at his knee, neatly folded over his leg, and quietly brushed a white peck onto the... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 09-12-05 |
| Words: | 3131 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Tumbleweed
| | Tumble, tumble, tumbleweed,... | | Words: | 126 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| To...
| | I remember, not often,... | | Words: | 144 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Public |
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| Kipper Zeus
| | Rollin back streets stabbing at the Earthâ??s core... | | Words: | 664 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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