The Eccedentesiast
New Poems I see him on my everyday commute to work In the tube while I try to find my way out the gap He’s waiting at the till In his black tilled...
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Zedlist – Part Thirty
Serial Novel Once Kevin had settled down he made a phone call to Amy from his mobile. “How is everything going?” Kevin asked, trying to sound as casual as he possibly could. “People are...
The Butterfly
Interesting Short Stories “So you’re the first person on Earth who decides to interact with another person. You see a man in the field and you walk up to him. What do you...
Summertime Killer – Part Two
Pulp Fiction Stories A metal, cold table lay before Harvey. The air smelt clean but the atmosphere felt oppressive. His hands were handcuffed to an embedded, closed rail as he sat staring at...
Easter Sunday
Spring Love Poems Fresh, alive, outside in the grass Stretching, breathing Watching the dogs Smiling, chasing each other Pretending to be four-legged animals Attempting to be two-legged animals The alert awake-ness, happiness in...
What Else Is There
Abstract Love Poems How far did the same thing go when the rest of us practice you lay in the sun the grass feels like completion home base trees whispering lullabies sit next...
