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StoryDandelions and daisies andrewjames011 years 10 months ago
StoryAnswerphone andrewjames011 years 10 months ago
Forum topicThe Damned United by David Peace andrewjames111 years 10 months ago
Forum topicSpack - 5:32 andrewjames911 years 10 months ago
Forum topicPoem of the week andrewjames8211 years 10 months ago
CollectionGareth Southgates Proverb andrewjames011 years 10 months ago
StoryTell me a story... andrewjames011 years 12 months ago
StorySummer's Memory andrewjames011 years 12 months ago
StoryThe Jacqui Oatley Blues andrewjames011 years 12 months ago
StoryThe Fall Guy andrewjames011 years 12 months ago
Forum topicThe Happy Prince poetjude3217 years 11 months ago
Forum topicBooks you've stopped reading.... drew_gummerson4117 years 11 months ago
Forum topicDoes Islam have a concept of madness? camilla4517 years 11 months ago
Forum topicThe Apprentice Brian Vallery1817 years 12 months ago
Forum topicCalling all Christians paul_k8318 years 1 week ago
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My collections

My stories

Cherry

Tell me a story...

Tell me a story, she said. About what? I asked. About anything. About stuff. About you. Just keep my mind busy so I don't have to think anymore.

Summer's Memory

Remember August, when we met? It seemed idyllic then, and yet on looking back I can't recall the pleasure of that Summer Ball; just heat, oppressive, like a shroud
Cherry

Answerphone

A message on my answerphone, from a voice I've never heard, has left me full of yearning as I hang on every word. For my messages are usually, in truth, a bit mundane;

The Jacqui Oatley Blues

(with apologies and a courteous nod to the great Gil Scott Heron) It was your choice to stay home, brother. You plugged in, turned on, copped out.
Cherry

Dandelions and daisies

Sitting quietly, alone for once, I feel the warm bruise of your departure and am glad that you came close enough to cause it. I send messages to you on dandelions

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