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The King and The Eye

The king looked down upon his disciples in ripple valley and saw that all was in order, all in tune with the way he ran his methods and calculations and torture chamber for those who disobeyed. Now that all was as it had always been…
Future Stories

Sound-Wave

I often wander on the old beach. Here the anchor sticks in the sand like a limpet left from ancient days. I stretch my eyes far out to sea at the limpets on the hydro-power station that emerge like bumps on the horizon, charging up,…
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Love

I wanted to go alone with you to the woods. We had made love there 100 times already but there was always a last time, last chance before you left for Canada, USA. I wanted to feel your soft warmth and breath next to my…
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Tin Soldiers

They arrive like wounded tin soldiers out of a tin box, waiting for me to put them all back together again. Jo-lighthead, eternal care giver. There isn't much else to do in this dark back alley street human zoo. I guess I came here to…
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The Lost Child

I want to tell mummy about my lost ballet shoes but she's too busy. 'mummy, I lost my ballet shoe!' She can't hear me. She's on the phone to Daddy. But he's not my daddy any more. He's gone away. He doesn't like us any…
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Fruit Picking

Dear Brian I've been thinking about you for a while now. Our life together, lives apart, your life, my life. It was cherry picking in July, valentine's day feast at the Darjaling; passing monsters down our street at Halloween as we collected pumpkins for the…
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The Storm

The problem was I inherited a beach hut. I did want to share it with friends but I didn't know who they were exactly. On the day of the storm it all changed. Nigel fell off his bike and was taken to hospital - minor…
Future Stories

Supa-Jet.co.uk

I am gliding through the forest. I cannot yet see the future. It is too dark. I want to know that you, my future and present selves, still exist, because there is no other way of knowing except here. I love you my guardian, Florentina.…
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To Marilyn

My dear darling Geoff I know we parted a long time ago but I have a lot to tell you and you are the only person who truly knew Marilyn. She’s dead Geoff, really gone out of our lives. I wanted you to know before…
Poetry

Ape Man

You told me
Not to think
Instead, play by instincts
You told me…