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"you've got snail"

A birthday tribute

Desire borne out of love

I hear your words but they don’t matter to me. My dad is dying and the fact that you think I am interested in whether drugs should be l..

I watch as you select a shirt and suit from your carefully ordered wardrobe, and imagine you at the office going about daily things. Who..

Warm the pot and cup with hot water. Place tea into the pot, add freshly boiled water allow to draw. Stare wistfully out the kitchen window ..

Sitting in bed, drinking coffee, looking at your flowers. Eating bed, drinking flowers, looking at coffee. Drinking in bed eating coffee, ..

Memories float up from the wreckage of us and bob like flotsam in my stream of consciousness. I like to think somewhere in a parallel univ..

My short term memory is not what it used to be I don’t remember details, such as what I had for breakfast yesterday or the name of the acto..

It was just a day like any other, Monday 3rd of November. I took the train to Brighton and there, at the station, your eyes, face, mouth. Somet..