Category Archives: Identity

Sticks and Stones ( A Short Story )

They’d taken me to A&E around 4 a.m. Not a good time to get sent to the hospital, Saturday before dawn, the morning after the night before. Drunks, junkies, vagrants, the knifed, the shot, the battered, the bruised and confused. … Continue reading

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My Sweetheart ( A Valentine’s Noir Short Story )

“My sweetheart!”..that random thought arced across the empty horizon of his mind illuminating its darkness corners like the flashbulb of a papparazzi camera. He saw you there, there in the magazine, there on stage. there on the screen. Pristine,immaculate ; … Continue reading

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The Writer Writes

If everything that I write is everything that I am, then all the words I’ve written is all of me; Words are my flesh, and stories my breath; I walk in dreams, I have been to the mountain top and … Continue reading

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Coffee Table

Giant, glossy, glamorous coffee table magazines, with those portraiture pictures that capture those ” just so ” glances, contemplative meditative, with that pristine air of purposeful confidence, of a knowing what lies ahead; and the apparel just so, the complexion … Continue reading

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Of Games & Candles

Time is etched like memories on the membrane some call fate and others chance; none there are now to gainsay the swinging pendulum that swung so far yet never returned at the unstruck hour on the unremarkable day that slipped … Continue reading

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Warriors ( A Short Story )

Running. Days spent running. Long days running away. Far, far away from that Hill. Senlac.Where Harold Godwinson fell. All that remained of his Housecarls, all that evaded the keen eye and whetted blades of those Normans was here in this … Continue reading

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Writer in Exile

Dexter Stevenson lime green ascot and redundant cigarette holder, never shook Hemingway’s hand; never came to write the great American novel, never realised the fecund potential of his literary dreams, instead he was anthologised in limited circulation magazines from Baffin … Continue reading

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