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My stories

Cherry

Morning Surgery At The Fantasyland STD Clinic

A girl sits with her legs apart All itchy-groined and threadbare Name coined after her skin-flicks Not the colour of her headwear. The doctor gives it to her straight: 'Now then, Miss Riding Hood, Your test results came back today¦ Afraid they're not too good.'

Circumstantial

I was there when parliament exploded

Weed Killer

Death has a repertoire, ivy leaves closing like a child's fist round a pebble.

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