Mark Heathcote

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StoryTen For The Ten Commandments (IP) well-wisher914 years 3 weeks ago
StoryNicknames for Aislinn Mark Heathcote414 years 6 months ago
StoryLove is the drug shoe814 years 6 months ago
Storyplease (don't ) marry me! shoe1514 years 6 months ago
Storythe affair shoe1314 years 6 months ago
StoryNo two people Mark Heathcote214 years 10 months ago
StorySpring Fever jennifer214 years 10 months ago
StoryEunectes Murinus Anna Marie314 years 11 months ago
StoryToothless Wander lenchenelf914 years 11 months ago
StoryHow royally Avant-garde am I? Mark Heathcote115 years 1 month ago
StoryNearly human (again) Nick.A315 years 3 months ago
StoryDo the British take their brollies? Mark Heathcote615 years 5 months ago
StoryVII Stanzas Mark Heathcote215 years 5 months ago
StoryA Lovely Day Jupiter1815 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Trouble with Grace Silver Spun Sand3015 years 7 months ago
StoryChaosity Kills jennifer216 years 1 month ago
StoryPenetrates jennifer116 years 4 months ago
StoryThe music of one’s love is deaf and dumb Mark Heathcote316 years 4 months ago
StoryA Cautionary Tale MistakenMagic216 years 7 months ago
StoryIn these cormorant hours spent swift Mark Heathcote216 years 8 months ago

My stories

Ask what is there to hunt or fish for now?

Your hunting days they're fading now your strength is skinned like a seal-pup your bones they’re like cotton collars needing starch to hold them trousers up.

That’s what they at the asylum now say

I have walked in wait of my own death I have swam and drowned in my own life I have climbed only to sink beneath the sky I have crawled belly-down and stood on-high

Winters apart

We live winters apart That’s how we live and love It may have become a black art But it’s indicative of The way we live the lie The way we seek To share “but honestly, misapply

Bloodshed...

A nagging doubt? What's it all about? What's it all about? If only I knew..? I'd quiet these trouser pocket sinews And even maybe write some better haiku

Why did the star dust dance

Why did the star dust dance Why did the rainbow move its stance Why did I hold your hand and shiver Why did you move me like a bolder in the river Why did I feel found and yet mysteriously lost

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