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StoryI Have an Iron Bound Chest Hourhouse102 years 4 months ago
StoryTHE KIND OF AND MIND OF A MALE. kheldar24 years 6 months ago
StoryI Can See You...Postscript kheldar05 years 3 months ago
StoryI Can See You... kheldar05 years 3 months ago
StoryTHE PHONECALL: WHEN LIFE SUKS kheldar05 years 4 months ago
StoryJANUARY kheldar05 years 4 months ago
StorySelf Hatred kheldar05 years 5 months ago
StoryI HEARD A HOOF kheldar05 years 5 months ago
StoryWRITING IN THE MOONLIGHT kheldar05 years 6 months ago
StoryALL HALLOWS EVE kheldar05 years 7 months ago
StoryI COULDN’T SCREAM! kheldar15 years 7 months ago
StoryTHE INSIDE OUTSIDER kheldar15 years 8 months ago
StorySIDEKICKS, SERVANTS AND SECOND FIDDLES kheldar25 years 10 months ago
StoryUntitled kheldar25 years 10 months ago
StoryLILY LILAC KILLED MY WIFE!!! kheldar05 years 10 months ago
StoryThe vanity of the ideal Youth. SqueakyDuck57 years 1 month ago
StoryNika loquaciousicity37 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Perfect Spot kheldar07 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Finlay Moss Five Minute Rule kheldar27 years 9 months ago
StoryI couldn't bear for you to be cold seashore217 years 9 months ago
StorySTANDING UPON THE SHOULDERS OF GIANTS kheldar68 years 2 months ago
StoryAs good as it gets AliciaB78 years 4 months ago
StoryFallen Angel kheldar48 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Ballad of Bill McNally kheldar59 years 1 month ago
Storysurrender Nolan189 years 5 months ago

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THE KIND OF AND MIND OF A MALE.

THE KIND OF AND MIND OF A MALE. Are you a sitter When you pee in the shitter? Do you stand with a hand on your cock? When done do you pause Wash the...
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I Can See You...Postscript

" “I will never be as good as these others, you say; their applause means nothing, their comments mean nothing, I mean nothing… “Do you think I need...

I Can See You...

Imagine, if you will, the scene. It is a Thursday evening in February; a spoken word event at a city centre coffee bar is in full flow. One reader...

THE PHONECALL: WHEN LIFE SUKS

‘Hi Ginger, it’s Donald. Is Freddy about?... ‘Whadya mean, “don’t call you Ginger?” I’ve always called you Ginger… ‘Okay, okay; I’ll call you...

JANUARY

Christmas Day a distant memory New Year's Eve ignored My birthday a redundant circle on the calendar Twelth Night's number already up Tanenbaums...

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Hi Terry,

Posted on Thu, 09 Apr 2015

Hi Terry,

Hi Terry,

I really like this poem - it has the intense hit of an espresso but the lingering pleasure of a caramel macchiato.  Having said this, I hope you won't mind me raising a couple of points:

In the second...

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