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Blocked

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‘Everyone hates me,’ cried Monday. Continue reading “Blocked”

Indebted Luck

Indebted Luck - poem about debt

I know it’s somewhere I shouldn’t be

pawning away my heart

on a secret sidelined spending spree.

But I’m over waiting for that break in traffic

to re-order my life in a closed-up drive-thru. Continue reading “Indebted Luck”

A Tradition Is A Tradition

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He gulped and licked the salt from his lips. ‘Again, tell me why I’m doing this?’

‘You have to, it’s the rules of engagement,’ she said. Continue reading “A Tradition Is A Tradition”

Charging Sunsets Past

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To my dearest Tracey,

Remember the first time I rang you? Continue reading “Charging Sunsets Past”

The Personal Ad

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As Popeye,

I’m seeking a new Olive Oyl to sail a sea of endless sunsets.

Must have personality first & be willing to drive a boat. Continue reading “The Personal Ad”

Cocoon of Corridors

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Dark’s fingers creep like ghosts that linger. They envelop the skin, infiltrate the bloodstream, to smother the last embers of the soul’s flame. Here, doors open but it’s impossible to peek inside or find the courage to visualize beyond their darkness.

Yet, it’s curiously comforting. This cocoon of corridors Continue reading “Cocoon of Corridors”

Two Weeks & Three Days…

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The boy’s small shoes dragged their knotted laces through puddles as he headed for the back door. He tugged at the few buttons left on his shirt where its seams stretched at the shoulders. Licked his swollen lip. Brushed fingers through sweaty hair. Then feathered fingertips over another black eye, and trudged into the kitchen.

“How long now, Grandma?” he called out. Continue reading “Two Weeks & Three Days…”

Outback Despatch

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Swept across a sapphire skyline, the small plane floated like a speck of dust. Amidst rising heat waves, it magnetised towards the red dirt runway. Parked beside a Continue reading “Outback Despatch”

Silenced Surround Sounds

 

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They didn’t smell the pungent regurgitated mashed food that battled against clouds of floral perfumes and spicy aftershaves. They didn’t hear the loudspeaker promoting the latest motivational activity or the surrounding shouts accompanied by scraping chairs and falling cutlery. All they saw was Continue reading “Silenced Surround Sounds”

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