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My stories

You're Not The One From The Leadbelly Song

Your cheekbones cannot save you. from your pickled yellow complexion The continuous flow and ebb, bland and ugly expressions, splenetic eyes that hold back an explosion
Cherry

She came back through the rain

She came back through the rain to me one day During that summer when I used to sit In that shelter on the edge of the park. I can’t remember what the reason was

Farmer

Sometimes I want to become a farmer. Not because my ancestors were farmers And I’m supposed to have it in my blood, Nor is it because I’ve lived on a farm And the experience inspired me.

The Dreams of the Middle-Class Poser Vs. The Reality of Cool Punk

When you jumped, cloaked upon the stage froth flying from your flapping jaw excitedly enticing us to observe you explore hedonism and art! Your arm outstretched clutching at the air

Falling Without Gravity

Slice of life fiction about sometime drug dealer Nicky and the people he meets. Short story about his meeting with Spark, a local musician.

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