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StoryShut Your Mouth Bukowski! Stuart Cannell310 years 9 months ago
StoryWhat I Heard in Sharrow Vale (for Pete Mckee) ralph310 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Valley ralph110 years 10 months ago
StoryInsider ralph110 years 10 months ago
StoryA Kendal Mint Cake Crisis ralph110 years 10 months ago
StoryOn Turning 50 ralph410 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Sunday Morning Goalkeeper ralph110 years 10 months ago
Forum topicA Firm of Poets ralph110 years 10 months ago
Forum topicI'm doing some gigs this week.. ralph610 years 10 months ago
Forum topicYork Denzella3410 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Sodium Songs ralph010 years 11 months ago
Forum topicYork Reading 01/02/2014 scratch3110 years 12 months ago
StoryFrank ralph311 years 1 week ago
StoryTea for Three ralph211 years 2 weeks ago
Forum topicTonight in Leicester ralph111 years 2 weeks ago
StoryBlack Panther ralph011 years 2 weeks ago
Forum topicSafe Home ralph511 years 2 weeks ago
StoryZuzu's Petels ralph211 years 1 month ago
Forum topicYork Reading Confirmed scratch5411 years 2 months ago
StoryThey Fuck You Up ralph111 years 2 months ago
StoryThey Fuck You Up ralph011 years 2 months ago
Forum topicWhat they are saying about 'Cigarettes, Beer and Love'. ralph011 years 2 months ago
Forum topicThe Verb ralph011 years 2 months ago
Forum topicBook for Sale ralph011 years 2 months ago
StoryWalthamstow Sunday ralph011 years 3 months ago

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Cherry

Reportage

Let’s celebrate the hairdressers of Chorley, whilst in Sao Paulo a family can’t breathe. Exhale the black dead men of Minneapolis. Caress the poets...
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Helter Skelter

It all began so very well on this blossomed Easter Day. Which led to a misunderstanding - in a quietened, difficult way. Tiptoeing the Pacific...
Cherry

Languages

It’s early evening and I’m meeting a man to discuss iambic. He offers a drink and I refuse and he asks why not, of course. I say one will lead to...
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Cherry

She

And I walk alone in a city wept of its men and what we do. Last week, in early Spring, I ’ d cock my head, maybe smile. But here, as if a Crocus. I...
Cherry

Kid B

Radiohead can’t help you now. As your MacBook loses its sheen. Breaths are sampled through bleeped hours. A country coughs in twinkled green.

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