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StoryOil Spill Anchor311 years 9 months ago

My stories

Best of Them

the boy who mouthed over your perculiar judges knows better than them of your faults and takes out his iron to flatten your creases to smooth your flaws the mismatched friendship

No Man's Meat

I can't feel pain the way you do, I guess it's not in my DNA. Neither's humour, isn't that true? Or what is it that you want me to say? And you're genetically predisposed

Washing Up

Hand plunged deep Into foamy, disarrayed, cleanest of all messes. -Fresh, citrusy, lukewarm- Stings her scratched up knuckles. Tired fingers handle thickly cut plates and wooden spoons
Cherry

Oil Spill

So seep in midnight oil spill, drip between the twists and turns, nooks and crannies, delicate carriageways, intricate corridoors, thought roads. Burrow deep and spread like

Cava to her Cocaine

I’m like those furry boots you buy from Tesco when you can’t afford Uggs. I’m like Sainsbury’s Basics chocolate that tastes like crap once you’ve eaten Lindt.

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