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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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Cruel Deception: instant coffee

A photograph of a cafetiere next to a hand thrown coffee mug; laminated into plastic and propped up against the microwave on the counter. “Can I have a coffee?” I point at the picture  and fizz open my wallet. She … Continue reading

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Town Centre: Closed Down for Refit

Smeared grease on kerbstone. Cobble fists hard into shoe soles. He avoids eye contact with pigeons pecking at fag buts and spit. Diesel engine taxi rumble. Walking home he glances back to the office. Second floor above the shops. Soot … Continue reading

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My Waitress Tells Me In One Breath

She got married last Tuesday on Valentine’s day now her family name is Brownwell she has three children who are teenagers her husband has one child they all live together they call him dad and her mum which is nice … Continue reading

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