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The dream’s always been the same. A beautiful late summers day on the South Downs. The sun shining warmly onto the sprung tussock turf. The sound of insects buzzing and chirping throug…

Tea in the nude and drunk alone tastes better.

With teeth both sharpened and dull, I sliced that eye, slipped in, blood and slick.

The drizzle that had blurred the windows of the bus, turning everyone outside into a series of pixelated portraits, had all but stopped as I stepped off. I stood for a while and watched as th…

From his mouth flew spittle with the scream and the spittle flew around the heaven and formed the stars.

I like the walk back from the supermarket as long as I have only one bag to carry. Not because I’m lazy but only one bag means I can open, hold and eat a bag of crisps as I walk. Today it was c…