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It's an old photograph, Sepia in hue.Just the two of you on Blackpool promenade, basking in the warmth of late summer sunshine, about..

We will sprinkle oats and glitter on the lawn and leave mince pies and carrots on a plate. for a red robed stranger to partake. We w..

I left today but you failed to notice. Such ghosts we have become, I could have lain unopposed in the doorway as you sidestepped a mild an..

suffering the after effects of my parents wedding day

There will be reunion on this day. A patch and repair to all that was torn so many years ago. A coming together that will bear witness to ..

You walked away. Just left. Without even a backward glance. I envied you so, how must that feel? To shed all the chattels of one existence and..

Sugar cubes stacked like building blocks on the red checked cloth. With practised ease I dribble tea from my spoon, taking consolation in ..

We used to walk side by side but lately I have been carrying you. The shadow you, that weighs so little and fits comfortably on my back. Ou..

When you stand on the Moon you can see them stretched out before you like stepping stones, a Giants Causeway of luminescent gems..

Friday night's litter blows softly down the street like vinegar soaked tumble weed wrapping itself around the impatient exhausts of sl..