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| Story | Lost Vagueness | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | The warm woman | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | The secret stamp | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Sudden Sailing | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Pulping purple | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
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| Story | Marriage Rite | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | stages | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Preserve | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Palletic | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Pod | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | The red book | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Option | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Sugar | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Just a terrifying test | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Just an observation | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Insulting you in paint colours | span | 2 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | I want a T shirt with the session singer on it | span | 6 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Hello Wolf | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Here, download your brain tape | span | 4 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | If you are not moving, its because you need not to | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | I don’t know if this is how to be a person | span | 3 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Heart sweet | span | 1 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Gladiators | span | 2 | 11 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Good beginnings | span | 0 | 11 years 8 months ago |
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Loaves and loaves of wardrobes
A bowl of beetroot soup my love, some soup on the bedside table. In your fever, you will feel things too close to the skin, your fingernails are glazing.
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Trying to reach Kate
The instinct for survival has been bred out of her and she stands on clifftops, platforms, bridges - an exhausted think tiding knee crane configuring the messages she would make -
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This ends it
Dear inhabiting infant, we will not meet. The day you crowned the light was indifferent. I want to tell you how the blanket was the colour of blanket how you looked like rugby
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Sheet shapes
I hold my life up like a sheet, look through it and see lovers lives shape; rectangle, rhombus, nonagon. I make holes - run my tongue along flatness. Do sums, my heart is heptagon,
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Just a terrifying test
The first two lines of this poem are re-phrasing of a Katherine Symmonds poem from the pamhplet 'Snug' Don't ring me on Sundays to tell me about flatmates and weekends
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