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Forum topicMessing with things we don't fully understand poetjude1211 years 3 months ago
Forum topicDocu about Homelessness Last Night poetjude311 years 3 months ago
Forum topicInto the Great silence poetjude811 years 3 months ago
Forum topicThe not-exactly-immaculate conception poetjude411 years 3 months ago
Forum topicThe Brain Hospital - Tonight BBC1 9pm poetjude711 years 3 months ago
Forum topicI'm so excited poetjude811 years 3 months ago
Forum topicDesignated Nuclear states poetjude1111 years 3 months ago
Forum topicAre you a Bohemian or a Dandy? poetjude811 years 3 months ago
Forum topicLose this Skin by Mark Brown poetjude611 years 3 months ago
Forum topicMy Job by BBF poetjude111 years 3 months ago
Forum topicElectric Cars poetjude111 years 3 months ago
Forum topicMaddan Immortalises Brown Teddy poetjude611 years 3 months ago
Forum topicMini ~Sagas poetjude611 years 3 months ago
Forum topicI told you the moths were taking over poetry poetjude511 years 3 months ago
Forum topicThe things I learn poetjude311 years 3 months ago
Forum topicNaturalist Steve Irwin killed by Stingray poetjude4011 years 3 months ago
Forum topicDomestic rituals such as afternoon tea. poetjude1411 years 3 months ago
Forum topicAre Moths the New Seagulls poetjude2111 years 3 months ago
Forum topicGit! poetjude1611 years 3 months ago
Forum topicSpuds poetjude1711 years 3 months ago
Forum topicMy Life Oy Vay #10 by Styxbroox poetjude011 years 3 months ago
Forum topicGlad to see the back of them! poetjude3111 years 3 months ago
Forum topicBrand or No-brand poetjude1211 years 3 months ago
Forum topicI know it isn't funny but... poetjude411 years 3 months ago
Forum topicChild Catcher by Spack poetjude1111 years 3 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Fitzrovia in These Times

Somewhere out there I’ve a home in the city a table, a staircase, a rent-book and you.
Cherry

Sunday on the beautiful doomed Aylesbury Estate

The rain pools on the roof before dripping twelve storeys down the stairwell; slowly like Sunday’s sorrow on the heart.
Cherry

Incurable

Your pain is incurable. Abandoned by every lover who felt the intemperate shadow cast by eyes that know there is no medicine. At night you fetch juice from the refrigerator,

The Silence of the Bees

Last night I had a dream in which we were scientists. The world was falling apart and people were looking to us for answers. The disintegration started with the honey bees.
Cherry

Cold in Summer

I am cold in summer this room gets little sun

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