Mist, Rain and Red Rum
By Sven
Pretty much the thoughts of the past decade or so. It is challenging for me to grasp what I want to say about them? I'm sure you get my drift.
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Dawn
I was a soldier but I have no love of war.
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Gunter
Gunter By Richard Geneva I was thinking of Gunter Grass only today. I don't know what prompted me to think of him. I suppose it was just the fact...
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Just Another Day
Just Another Day Mam is shouting up the stairs. “Time ta get up, ya lazy bugger … time ta do tha stint t’ factory. Can’t ya ‘ear yon siren it’s...
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Looking For America
Looking for America By Richard Geneva The man driving down the lonely country road in his ramshackle pickup truck could have been just about any poor...
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The Hills Have Eyes
The Hills Have Eyes By Richard Geneva His two front teeth were missing, and he had several rows of freckles that ran across the bridge of his nose...
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The Edge of The Earth
I woke up shaking, clammy, and cold with sweat; under me, the mattress was soaked. The sheet was twisted like a hangman’s noose. I couldn’t move for...
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Twenty Flight Rock
Sing-Sing. I am taken away down into the darkness. I see the faces of my loved ones who can do so little. What is happening is legal, certified,...
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