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StoryDarren agnelli111 years 3 months ago
StoryCup of Tea agnelli811 years 3 months ago
StoryConstant Velocity Joint agnelli111 years 3 months ago
StoryA: Internal Reflections in Gems agnelli011 years 3 months ago
CollectionNew poems agnelli011 years 3 months ago
Collection1st Smattering agnelli011 years 3 months ago
StoryWeeping In Front of Ducks agnelli511 years 5 months ago
StoryTwo Fascinations agnelli011 years 5 months ago
StoryStudy agnelli011 years 5 months ago
StoryLute Song (Lullaby) agnelli011 years 5 months ago
StoryI find myself in Cricklewood agnelli511 years 5 months ago
StoryI Cannot Speak Turkish agnelli011 years 5 months ago
StoryFollowing the first time agnelli011 years 5 months ago
StoryLast Weekend in Devon agnelli512 years 11 months ago
StorySpace maggyvaneijk2312 years 11 months ago
Storythe jazz hand strangler delapruch112 years 12 months ago
StoryFacebook agnelli1212 years 12 months ago
StoryLufthansa Flight LH3400 agnelli413 years 1 week ago
StoryThe Love Lie agnelli213 years 2 months ago
StoryEnantiodromia fromagreenhill213 years 2 months ago
StorySleepwalker Shieldsley213 years 2 months ago
StoryOstrobothnia agnelli313 years 6 months ago

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My stories

Last Weekend in Devon

Moving through the gentle breast-like undulations Of this grassed lushland, Damp to the red earth that smells of healthy holidays, One feels one’s eyes begin to open wider
Cherry

Facebook

They say no man is an island But Browsing bruised among the status updates Tags and wallposts, well-located namechecks Furling forward like a procurator’s scroll

Lufthansa Flight LH3400

Food at altitude Is not good. A tiny gherkin lurking Amid a hash of cold kartoffel (Looking a little bit penile) Smiles at this distressed diner, While, by its side A shrunken frankenfurter,
Cherry

Darren

I know a guy called Darren who welds Steel to steel, in a coursing arc of superheated gas Mingling atoms in a spark storm And making strength happen.

The Love Lie

With eyes of jade you made that fatal offer As we lay low, close clung And strung out by complexities. I shouldn’t have believed, but you flashed true, clear,

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