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Washing-up liquid and isolation

The trilobite climbs from the kitchen sink and sits on the draining board. Spring ahead of its appointment opens crocuses and daffodil towers of yellow. A wood fire circulates heat into the radiators, hot coffee circulates heat into me. Sunlight … Continue reading

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Nose to nose with her rabbit

It’s five-thirty in the morning. The rooks scream but I cannot see them, their sounds are vaccinations in the mist. The terraces are unlit but at one window I see a face. A young girl stares out, arms a triangle … Continue reading

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Like a Challenge

The mince pies are ready as I step off the train. A dozen dusted with sugar. I turn them down as I’m full of diesel fuel. The next day they’re reheated. I turn them down again but the neighbour takes … Continue reading

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A wedge of home-made butter

Pre-dawn sleet melts diamonds onto the girls hat as she finds her position on the bus. Half-term has wiped the roads clean, the lights through the one way system are green and we’re two minutes early. The driver stops outside … Continue reading

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This is what it feels like to be stuck

I practice magic tricks and this is what stuck feels like. It feels like now. I could give it a name but the name is too big. The Houdini shuffle and the pinkie split. The cards go over and over … Continue reading

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