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Mosley Road
When someone’s life was baptised from the start in loss and bruises of lessons hard-learnt, it was difficult to imagine a reality otherwise. He knew blasting Metallica through the cranked-down…
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The Gambler’s Dice (Perception Check)
I can see you following me. Yeah, you. With the slanted cap and the dark flapping coat and the Metallica t-shirt. I’ve known since Ashdown Street that you’ve been darting…
Posted inCreative Hall Poems
The Prodigal Cat
1. Fireworks A new day, an infant dawn Drifting fingers past months long gone Starbursts in the night sky A final bid, farewell goodbye The house doors are unbolted The…
Posted inLove and Relationships Self-help Short Stories
Terminal Velocity
Balance is second-nature. Will is a hawk, lithe presence peering down from forty feet above. The walkway lies - a gorge, a crevasse, splitting the earth down to the rising…
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Bone Flute
Henry Vaughan placed his two cents on the subject of childhood and penned a wistful melody of the loss of heavenly innocence and the burning desire to regain it once…
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Paper Dolls
Trigger Warning: Gore, Animal Death, Implied / Referenced Cannibalism Outside, thunder rapped against the steel frame of the windows. Emmanuel sat, and watched the rain streak tears against the flat…
Posted inAstrology Creative Hall Short Stories
Doorway to Delirium
Hold the door, the man that is not a man says. His smile is charming. It slips from memory as easily as skin from bone. You match his politeness. Your…
The Kármán Line
There is an old farmhouse that exists solely on the burnt photograph edges of childhood memory. The sort where it tastes almost like a dream - the fading aftermath of…
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Shadow Play
The art of a storyteller has always been performance. The curtains draw, the stage rises - a floating sea of burnished wood and plank above the sea of human heads…
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King of Hearts
Saturday was the rumour of a thunderstorm. The radio garbled as the interference grew even worse, until the words of the newscaster became barely decipherable. The next second the power…