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The Pub

JK Weaver·September 4, 2018

The Pub written by: JK Weaver Here I am again It lured me back The wood The...

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Of Men And Society

Mohamed Ait Ali·August 24, 2018

Of Men And Society written by: Mohamed Ait Ali In these cold places where men often gather,...

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The Longing For A Messiah

Giovanni Fruncillo·August 3, 2018

The Longing For A Messiah written by: Giovanni Fruncillo Red, white and blue flags hang from gas...

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With A Brush Like The Hand Of A Drowning Man

John Grey·July 31, 2018

With A Brush Like The Hand Of A Drowning Man written by: John Grey in a cement park...

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Barbados

Robin McNamara·July 30, 2018

Barbados written by: Robin McNamara @robbiemac72 As I pass the many Bajan rum huts On the way...

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I was born and raised in Yorkshire, England. At fifteen I left school without the skills or maturity to appreciate the wider world. At nineteen I packed a bag and wandered through Europe and North Africa, learning from the road. At twenty‑five I earned the qualifications for university, eventually becoming a high school teacher and later an education manager. Now I live with my amazing wife on an island north of Seattle. After retiring and with encouragement from Spillwords and the Clever Park Writers Group, I traded reports for storytelling. And that's where the fiction began...

Cast Off by Niall Crowley

The two computer screens tighten their grip. Tom pivots between them, tracking one while he works on the other. Careful discipline from early morning to close of business. Number crunching, he would have termed it before. Now it’s data management and verification, his task to model and tabulate clients’ financial situations and options. Bookkeeping, he would admit to, in more candid moments. He’s tethered firmly to the task, though, and has been since he started here, nearly two years now. Bound in the rigour the work requires, as if life itself depends on it. Top floor, dormer window ...

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The Pub

Of Men And Society

The Longing For A Messiah

With A Brush Like The Hand Of A Drowning Man

Barbados

Ode To My Headphones

Junior

The Wheels on the Bus

The Keys

Liminal State

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