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Love and Hate on the Silver Screen...
Charlie Boy had it all. And here he was, enjoying the perfect wind-down after the grind of the day. Lights dimmed, beers within reach, a Gwyneth Paltrow film on the go, and a comfortable sofa to...
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Angel at a 25 Degree Angle...
Imperious, impervious, Girl on the escalator going up, pulling her case behind her like a lapdog on a lead, going up. Nifty, shifty, eyeing up Girl going up, naughty, haughty, hoity-toity.Did she...
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Jeanie...
Franklin was feeling love for the first time. It suddenly chanced upon him after 15 pints of beer in the Howden Arms. Through the poisoned haze, and cheap cigarette smoke, in walked the prettiest girl...
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Dr. Ira...
Sterile white room, hum of air conditioners, dried up cunt stink of sour faced junky-baiting receptionists, shhhhht! of automatic doors and bad modern art on the walls...Uh-uh, here I am again......
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Sweet Fanny Adams Reloaded...
Granted, it could have been an airport, say, or any other point of departure for that matter, not necessarily a railway station. Then again, I wouldn't want you to go thinking that his choice had been...
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Chapter 11 & 12 of Heaping Stones...
Chapter 11 of Heaping StonesI arrived at work the next night tired, but in a nice mellow fucked out mood. Jimmy was already there when I arrived, sitting at the table closest to the bus stand eating...
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The Song of the Canary . . .
When it all fell apart the first time around, Susan’s father carted her off to rehab heavily strung out and half insane, while I ended up getting a grant from a foundation that helped addicted artists...
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Carnaby Street . . .
Carnaby Street has been a tourist Mecca for several decades and while the fashions displayed in the shop windows constantly change, there are plenty of specialist outlets catering to those with a...
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The Heart is a Small, Amputated Thing . . .
Nicole drove away from Raphael at a good clip, as soon as they had copped the drugs. Nicole was focused and silent. Carl was too. Carl could not drive. Since he hadn’t acquired the skill in all the...
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Walking, my feet firm on the pavement, absorbing the suck of gravity, my watch tapping out time on my wrist. There is nothing outside the words, those distorting breathed words. Is my looking at the...
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For Jan Jakub Kotík*: In Memoriam . . .
On the coldest night of the year. A siren swirls, the darkness blanches it all out. You become aware of a sudden shift in circumstances – someone you once knew is no longer. The formality is driven to...
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One X One . . .
Working thirty seven and a half hours a week in an art supplies shop in the city, Clair cannot afford to live on her own. So she lives with a man bitter and tired and jaded enough to be a hundred years...
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William Blake . . .
It is a well known fact that William Blake lived around these parts, close to where I am sitting right now with wet hair, bare feet and a view of neighbour enjoying the back garden that I can see into....
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Cops . . .
The two of us are bent cops. I use those words deliberately. Although we speak with English accents, the landscape of the city we are in is American. We have just come out of a Federal building of some...
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Reading Instructions . . .
They had to restrain me. Give me some kind of sedative. And it had all started so calmly. Hold on. Let me think. That could be so different. They had to restrain me, give me some kind of sedative, and...
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Some poems . . .
i change my mind about everything as of five days agoi dont care what people sayyou are not a turtleyou are a bunnyi never thoughta little bunnywould be such a good fucktoday i thought i had a good...
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I'm going to change my clothes a few times . . .
A text I received recently: "Feel bad and also feel no desire to eat anything bad."I can't think of anything to twitter. There are four cigarettes in the apartment. Rent will be due in a week.Is there...
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What's in Swindon? . . .
It had been ten years since I’d last seen Angela Fulton, when I’d watched her toss a three-foot stuffed rabbit into an overflowing rubbish skip. I remembered the incident in astonishing clarity, not...
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Pub, Pictures . . .
The pub, the King William was tucked away at the bottom of a stubby mews, somewhere between Sloane Street and Belgrave Square. Over eighty years old and free of tie, it was invisible to passers-by save...
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West Hollywood . . .
Melrose Avenue at Four a.m.Blood everywhereon the car's seaton the floorboardand mefreaked and desperate and helplesssaying shit like - it's okay - you're gonna be okay - we'll be there in a minute -...
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