Listening to Magnet, The Day We Left Town.And this is how it is. Woosy to begin, lulls you and settles you but never takes its eye off you and never lets loose its grip on your heart enough to let your mind wander off. And this is how it goes, orchestral sweeps in minature, green pastures freeze over, words trickling over meadows of soft diamond ( Read more... )

I remember you wrote something. You said it was an unfinished work, and wouldn't let me read it. I honoured that wish for four months, two weeks and, well, seven hours. I remember I wrote on my calendar it was the single greatest test of my life. Before then you'd never kept anything from me, and sharing our thoughts was like second nature. ( Read more... )

I'd been ID'ed. Hah. It's a funny sentence. And it's a funny old world and a funny old life and one day I might just drop off my high horse laughing so funny old much. It's a long way to fall, children ( Read more... )

Edward Michael Tomlin, seventeen, he's not touching your car, mister, so you can put your eyes away, and he's not sizing up to steal your handbag, miss, so you can relax your fingers and,. Touch, streaks across carparks, an oilslick dotted line, one way down. The highstreet on a busy Monday afternoon, WHSmiths, H Samuel, butcher, baker, cash your ( Read more... )

Welcome one, welcome all, to the hilarious and frequently surprising world of all-consuming Pain™.

Key To Paragraphs;
01. The symptoms!
02. The solutions!

01. Spirit-crushing, hyphen-inducing, melon-twisting, all-consuming Pain™! Now in three easy-to-complain-about flavours. It'll turn your truths into lies, turn your civility into downright ( Read more... )

He looked at her, sitting there misty eyed. He wished he could tell her why this wasn't working, but he didn't like the words he'd have to use. If she didn't understand, well maybe that was half the problem. If she couldn't see then it exhonerated his quiet exit ( Read more... )

My baby's got the flu. My baby likes cheap food and expensive shoes but we don't got much money. My baby's carryin' a little weight and baby's got two peas on an ironing board but when she wears that top she's got a flat stomach and enough to turns heads. And she always knows I'm lookin ( Read more... )

A few stories written, as always, with no particular sense of direction and more so than usual without any theme or message at all. I have given them all titles. Whether or not you think the titles fit the story is entirely up to you. All the stories are semi-autobiographical.

GarethI was sitting on the bus and you and she got on. I wasn't really ( Read more... )

It was late and she was feeling frisky, she wanted him bad now, but all she was gonna get from him was another headfuck.

I've read those words you hid from me, I know those feelings you didn't want me to hear. I use them against you because you look beautiful when you're violated.

03. Non-ConIt's dark and all you can hear is my breathing. Elsewhere she twitches, the hair on the back of her neck stands on end. She's worried. Maybe she can feel my eyes on her, my ( Read more... )