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friartuck

friartuck

Mount Duneed, Australia

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An interview with Red Bubble…

I was never taught that. I had to learn myself and it took ages and I wasted so much time eating Safeway Sausages instead of “Oh My God Wh…

The Truth Comes Out…

…but she had no answers yet. She had to stay. Had to find out…

Another Visit…

…she hated lying to Martin. Even these tiny little ones…

You are what you eat…

…yesterday I was a Moroccan chicken…
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Boys on the Town. Part I

“This. Is. BEER!”

The Tree of Dreams

At last I know where I belong…

Confessions of a Stargazer…

…We dance and drink and sing before moving on to more doors and more worlds…

Loose!

“Some half-naked freakin’ idiot jumped on the bonnet of my car! He broke the friggin’ windscreen!”.
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A day full of Stops…

It was raining steadily when Martin stood on the footbridge over the railway line at the station…

The Visitor…

The visitor said nothing, but followed Rubber through the house …

Martin meets a Someone

“Why did you move here?” Martin asked, mainly to make her talk again so he could listen to her voice some more.

Skrabel’s Stranger

…“Where did you get these?” Skrabel asked eventually…

There’s a nightmare in my bedroom

It stares at me. An angry, angry stare.

Martin and Rebecca catch some Z’s

“Sometimes they are called Organisers.” Rebecca explained. “When I came up here I threw mine away.

Martin and the Wordsmith

…He was a huge, strong man – well used to wrestling with difficult grammar…

Martin and the City God

…“What does the ‘X’ stand for?”…

Martin has Plenty of Time

…Martin leaned toward him and said quietly “It is the same with the people.”…

Autumn…

…a little snapshot of eternity was taken…

Martin by the Beach

He dreamed of coffee and spices and places far, far away…
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I’m Dreaming of a Red Christmas…

“The battery will run out eventually.” Rebecca observed after fifteen minutes of the macabre mimickery.

Jimmy

Jesus… I thought. Just my luck. I get the Special Case.

Cycles

…We build speed and cruise southward – the bay glittering in freshly squeezed sunshine on one side and the somnolent city yawning and…

Gone.

…it was a damp, cold and grey world Martin the B Keeper padded through…

The Tree of Sorrows

…colour drained from the world…

There is a love…

…It burns with passion and consumes all – for a time. / And that is the problem…

The Beast Master

…Under that suit, behind his face you may see muscle, organs, bones – but if so you are looking with entirely the wrong eyes…

The Nine Smells of the Nosdiac

…Burned Nitrous Oxide sears nostrils …

Birth Day of Belle

For you Belle – sorry I couldn’t make it to your celebrations this year! Enjoy ’em…

FIGJAM

By the end of the week, the other staff knew – I was her customer.

These are my Days

“What’s that? Oh no, no I can’t give you any of these, even if I wanted to.
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The work experience guy…

…A small thundercloud gathered over his head. Lightning shorted out around him…
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The Run…

…above us, the summit is still shrouded in mist, but it is burning off fast…

Kanzaman…

…she purrs and arches her back into me and the old grizzly’s fangs grow…
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I am…

…A smile and a fluttering of flirty blue eyes…
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Martin and the Butterfly

The butterfly flapped its wings. Their colours rippled and shone in the sunlight.

The Domestic

…there was an anguished cry from my next-door neighbour…

A Nocturnal Encounter

…high above, the moon was a shimmering silver apple. Almost full, it had been nibbled by the Goddess of the Night….
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Broken

…Half the world’s people are starving to death, / While the other half eat to their last, wheezing breath…

The Midnight Thief

…my breath hung in clouds in the crispy night air…

A night at the Harrison’s

…What I do know is that after patiently enduring the next few hours with these little people and their little, sheep-like lives, I wi…

Tap tap tap…

Nearly done. Just a little more…

Martin and his Pa…

“Pa is dead.” He said to himself one day, and he knew it to be true.

Wind of Violence (to the tune of Sound of Silence)

…a dreadful song about a man and his curry…
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