Category Archives: Pain

Man Of The House

The school bell rings. Reluctantly I pack my lucky green biro into the furry pencil case and drop them into my school bag. Picking up my bag, I wave goodbye to the other girls and begin the long walk home. … Continue reading

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Jed

Jed stared out of the window; outside, dark clouds scudded across a leaden sky. Fat drops of rain spattered on the glass, their percussive beat tapping out a long forgotten rhythm. β€œIt’s raining; it’s pouring.” He smiled at the memory. … Continue reading

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What Do I Do?

The school bell rings. Reluctantly I pack my lucky green biro into the furry pencil case and drop them into my school bag. Picking up my bag, I wave goodbye to the other girls and begin the long walk home. … Continue reading

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A Breath OF Fresh Air

A chill wind stirred the leaves; they danced and pirouetted, skittering across the grass toward the old bench. The old man sat and stared into the wind, his pale skeletal hands resting on top of a twisted, gnarled walking stick. … Continue reading

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Dozer

Outside the station, Dozer sat wrapped in a grubby blanket and yet he still felt frozen. He watched impassively as the concert goers passed by. Girls in short skirts, guys in smart casuals; young and old they were streaming along … Continue reading

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Aysgill Force

As the sun rose, John walked the drystone miles that made up Holyoake; the farm that had been in his family for countless generations. The peaty bog sucked and slurped under his boots. This high on the moor, even in … Continue reading

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Seventy Years Of Washing

Ordinary men in troubled timesOn decks we stand and cry,Fearful, afraid, uncertainyet all prepared to die Landing craft pitch and heavebump and ride the tideRamps grind then fall;the gates of hell flung wide Young soldiers all, we surge and runthrough … Continue reading

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