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The Moth - book review

I promised her that when she died, that for the rest of my life I was gonna live for her. I mean really live for...

The Letter

The letter arrives while I am eating my breakfast. Sitting on a bench with about eight other boys, I am part way through watery scrambled...

Hoverfly Dreams

Hoverfly dreams

When things get tough, this is what you should do: Make good art. I’m serious. Husband runs off with a politician — make good...

When Walking becomes Nostalgia

There is an old lane nearby. Halfway along, next to a lay-by, stands a middle-aged oak, probably only about 80-100 years old. When I first...

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