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Showing posts with label draft. Show all posts
Showing posts with label draft. Show all posts
30 March, 2018

Darkness as the absence, not the opposite of light (For Smiley) - A Draft

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  My father, I think, wanted to be a deliberate man. On days when the boil in my blood near overflows I imagine what the se...
16 February, 2018

2 Poems: of journeys and nightmares (draft)

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Everything feels more Better men than me have walked this way. If there is forgiveness to be had first I must drop this old...
26 January, 2018

New Fiction: Thus the congregation says

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I knew something was wrong when Twila gave me the stink eye outside the student union. Divorces are difficult enough. Being young – to...
20 December, 2015

Poem (Draft 2): Fourth Sunday of Advent

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On the seventh day we crucify our fathers again. Whole landscapes of past generations impaled and wasted, left out to feed our carri...
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