Tag Archives: 2001

Be My Valentine

I was going to write a poem in this card but what the hell rhymes with apotheosis? – Benjamin F Jones

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It’s Nearly Christmas

On health and safety grounds and to comply with the terms and conditions of some of our leases – we regret we cannot allow any Christmas lights or any form of decoration that will damage the fabric of our building … Continue reading

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A Girl Not Reading a Book

Sat in the café curled into the armchair – white cotton shirt pressed into geometry that boxes her shoulders. She hides behind tight hair, teeth pressed together in anticipation of freedom. Pushing her glasses up her nose she emerges to … Continue reading

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Affected Laborious

The writer’s mind flailed like a kitten in a fan belt. What could he do? He hunched over his typewriter keys; punching words like cold ice into the thin paper membrane. He’d been trying to give up this overblown style … Continue reading

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