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With the pernickety finesse of an ageing cat; she waits for the bus to go, then circles the bus stop before prising down one of the seats with a cautious finger. Only when she is sure it is clean will she sit.
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With the pernickety finesse of an ageing cat, she waits for the bus to go, then circles the bus stop before pressing down one of the seats with a cautious finger. Only when she is sure it is clean will she sit. [394 words]
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48283
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...the peel feeds through her fingers in a tantalising spiral that is devoured by the eyes at her feet...
[164 words]
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5240
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...dreams conceive a folk who grow through laughing, weeping, drooping eyes until her salted words are spent ...
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You slide a piece of popcorn past your lips. I want to grab a handful and cram it into my mouth, perhaps I want to ram my face into the bowl, shake my head and watch the pieces fly... [669 words] (Explicit language).
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39864
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She fights the need to close her eyes. Ridiculous. This is no childbirth stitch, no surgeon's slice — this is pleasure...
[863 words]
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6810
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...we congregate, a flock of mothers waiting for our babies to nestle beneath our chins...
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she haunts the hall
smelling cedar of dog
and salt of boys
[62 words]
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Marni never spoke first. And so, in love as she was, no-one dared question how or who when Marni's belly swelled and her cries circled a harvest moon...
[304 words]
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He built her as a playwright crafts a scene. For a lifetime he balanced the trickle of his love, his thoughts, his hope... his self... into her ears, until she became his story. [419 words] (Explicit language).
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...all you can do for me now is to say, she’s starting to smell, she can’t cope...
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a just-a-minute mother of mots justes.
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...I’m cool as hell. And I want to look like I did when I was leaping about with half dressed ribs to music we made once upon a long ago... [197 words]
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He says, he’s going away next week. I can’t go; the kids are still in school. It’s just a few days. [166 words]
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We stare past each other. I have my electronic friends. He has his televised beliefs. [163 words]
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