On a visit to Corleone
I love Sicily and this happened on a visit there way back a long time. Comments welcome.
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The Candyman and Handyman
What lies behind us, and what lies before us are small matters compared to what lies within us. The fairest and sweetest of all in the office! Many years back, one Mr. Grace Light (literal translation of his name; no, will not reveal the language) joined our office on deputation. An office assistant, he proved an asset, with his resourceful
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The New Year’s Eve
A story for all the supposed modern girls out there. Disha checked the time on her mobile. 11:30 PM. She rolled over in her bed, scrolling through the New Year’s Eve pictures of her friends on her social media feed. Had her best friend Aditi not cancelled the plan at the last moment, she would have been in the most posh
» Read moreCold Is Envious Is
All my creative life certain people have gone out of their way to denigrate every creative work and you wonder why when they create so little or nothing at all… COLD IS ENVIOUS IS My heart pumps ink blood berg-clogged Course erratic within skins of tundra vellum Nibs of pointed ice pierce parch meant Calving shelves of unsung
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Driftwood
I’ve been homeless a few times in my life but this night then foward unto dawn stands out in my memory. Driftwood I was content, drifting happily. Head propped up against my bag, curled up inside of a bunker hollowed by the manic hands of children, those children who exalt in the exploits of the day’s glory. I was
» Read moreWhite blank page
White blank page. Once again I have nobody to talk to And once again I tell it to the page The one voice that could help see me through Left this world, left the confines of my cage I say my cage but it is not mine Never was I realised from an early age Not my home nor is
» Read moreThe Kiss (edited)
He was young, inexperienced and he wanted to be urbane like his Dad and then, this girl teaches him how to kiss like a man.
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I was talking in the forums about authors posting their absolute favourite story from their own past work. Authors are probably the worst possible people to make this judgement, but anyway, this is mine. It hasn’t been on UKAuthors before. Sorry, I’m afraid it’s a bit long.
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