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Wednesday, 29 November 2017

Finders Keepers - Lyndon Queripel

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I found an old map of gold That my greed could claim Looking closely at the deed I was able to read my name But the last part was missin...
Sunday, 26 November 2017

Over the Edge - Diane Scantlebury

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Head first over the precipice she plunges, Freefalling into a different age, No safety harness to impede her progress, As her life speeds...
Wednesday, 22 November 2017

La Belle Etoile - Tony Bradley

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In Spring, before twilight, I saw a star so bright though so beautifully glinting, the orbit was wrong I dreamt it was mine, in a warm sil...
Sunday, 19 November 2017

The Peace Keeper - John Carré Buchanan

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They trained him to kill. To remove a face mask with his fingers, slit a throat, sever a brain stem. He can shoot centre mass, advance w...
Wednesday, 15 November 2017

Not That We Would Ever Dream Of Not - Ric Carter

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You had canned laughter in your hair. It accompanied everything you said, drowning out the ends of your sentences, your sentence ends. ...
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