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I have 12 stories published in 4 collections on the site.
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Tosh McGregor

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Does it have a name?

A brief poem on the theme of mental health thinking about autism and OCD.

Didn't

Ripping tearing throbbing bleeding dying A thousand daggers stabbing Too slow Waited too long Thought too hard Should have acted Should have moved Could have saved it all

Stones

The graveyard goes on beyond Through miles and miles of wooded silence. The grasses' soft soliloquy, The oaks at ease. Each marker a hidden gem In the once remembered, now forgotten

Anticipation

A shiver down your spine Hurricanes in your stomach Thoughts racing through your skull Circling round Returning to the same point

O Melancholy

To hides ones face in vain attempt disguise The sorrow shining from thy face and eyes What sorrow’s this, that tears a heart apart And wrenches cries, unknown, from deep your soul

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