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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | Goodnight America | socialeaf | 8 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Pants | Ewan | 2 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Splatters | Richard L. Prov... | 8 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Umbrella 1 | Steve | 2 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Tricky Davy Davidson | Parson Thru | 8 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Dictated access | justahuman | 6 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | If Only I Was There | mcscraic | 1 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Water Under The Bridge | harveyjoseph | 1 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Why the devil won't be coming over for coffee | evancromwell | 1 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | A Typical Acid Trip | evancromwell | 2 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Teen Training! | Rhiannonw | 10 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Before The Cake | Lou Blodgett | 2 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | What I Learned | Richard L. Prov... | 3 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | When A Father Leaves | Chessnut Eyes | 1 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | On the steps | Pingles | 4 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Where I Belong | D Marie | 5 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | The Love Addict | H. B. Woodrose | 2 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Vamos España | Parson Thru | 20 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | One hundred years | Parson Thru | 10 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | The Worst Part .. | va-nessa | 1 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Breaking The Silence | D Marie | 9 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | End of the World | Rishire | 4 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Murder at the Feast, The Treachery of Scone | Angusfolklore | 3 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | This Beeston Morning | ralph | 7 | 6 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Them | london_calling79 | 4 | 6 years 9 months ago |
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Half-Moon Cuticle
I heard you in a crowd. Spun a half circle, spread my arms. I flung myself at nothing and stood wide open.
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Antidote
Written for a friend. Inspired by Tony Cook's excellent - 'Grumpy Old Man'.
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A Passing (IP)
Under silent cityscape penumbra flits a linen shroud in billowing black.
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Liberty
For France. They will never be free from the crimes they commit.
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The Gurkha Soldier
Bravest of the brave, most generous of the generous, never had country more faithful friends than you. Professor Sir Ralph Turner MC
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Some really skilful use of
Posted on Wed, 29 Jul 2015
Some really skilful use of contrasts. The long lines really give it an atmosphere of melancholy.
Read full commentPosted in Feeling in the pit of my stomach
Enjoyed this. Narrator is
Posted on Tue, 21 Jul 2015
Enjoyed this. Narrator is interesting and the reader gets in their side as they speak some universal truths. Having said that the tonal shift in the first few paragraphs was a bit much for me - there was a good voice developing that I feel was...
Read full commentPosted in Book of Lain (completed prologue) unedited
Loved the gloom and dread of
Posted on Sun, 19 Jul 2015
Loved the gloom and dread of this piece. Well told too. One bit I may change would be the pronoun shift from 'he' to 'it' at the start.
The idea of a fantasy showing who you really are is a fascinating one and I hope you mine it further....
Read full commentPosted in Two Minutes to Midnight - Opening Chapter
Loved every single line of
Posted on Fri, 17 Jul 2015
Loved every single line of this. This is heartbreaking but stays behind the line of melodrama with some stoicism. Excellent.
Read full commentPosted in A Friend Named Big Bird
Thanks again Maisie. I must
Posted on Fri, 17 Jul 2015
Thanks again Maisie. I must say I'm happy with that particular stanza. The 'ing' is supposed to show an incomplete action in the past - is if it occurred over a longish period of time which is what I was aiming for. Personal taste I guess.
Read full commentPosted in Mirror Angels - re-written
But the more she needed
Posted on Sat, 11 Jul 2015
But the more she needed josticks, whale songs and candles in the bath, the more I needed the likes of Barbie Is A Slut.
A wonderful line to underline the falling apart. I've been there - sick of the up your own arses and wanting to re-...
Read full commentPosted in Grown Man Cries In The Bahamas Chapter One
Yet love
Posted on Fri, 10 Jul 2015
Yet love
was like a light flurry of snow
never deep enough to lay new paths
What a stunning image a gorgeous poem.
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A beautifully described
Posted on Fri, 10 Jul 2015
A beautifully described falling apart. Hermetically sealed, clipped up and washed down with antibiotics.
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Like a warm sweet nostalgic
Posted on Sun, 05 Jul 2015
Like a warm sweet nostalgic hug. A beautiful journey from envy to satisfaction and wistful maturity.
Read full commentPosted in The Old House By The Sea
It's 4 am for me. Usually
Posted on Thu, 02 Jul 2015
It's 4 am for me. Usually when the kids wake up. When everyone else is asleep is when the thoughts start creeping in as you so powerfully described. It becomes a cycle which is highlighted so well by your structure and repeated time.
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