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Naked except for the morning light, her nails were like talons on the porcelain basin.

I think I have stumbled on the answer…...

destiny …..............

Whwn it comes to truth, ask me.

A large woman curses in Hebrew, whilst mopping some expensive vomit from her pink marble steps.

beauty is in the eye of the beholder

He swiftly threw the rope over the exposed beam whilst still obscured by shadow and noise…............

I have a sneaking suspicion we do not belong here…...

Nationalism sits in one’s heart and mind. I do not need to express a fervour to take part.

Hope I’m wrong

As the dutiful son I went. What the damn for I did’nt know.

Head down and arm up,
hand cupped they seek

Fate they say is the precursor to living…

Tucking my suitcase under the bar, some old soak morosely muttered, "she takes nine days to give up the dead…..."

He came out of her peripheral vision, almost apologetic in the making.

Light flooded forward and a solid door inched open. It was Mum.

Producing an alfoil package, it was unwound revealing a human fetus in a decomposed state.

She had recently discovered the key to his gun cupboard and options flooded forward in line with that sawn-off Winchester.

... he sat on his caravan roof, drank wild turkey and thumbed his nose at life.

Disorientated now and beyond help, Narcissus became erratic.