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Visiting

In February Anne faced the days with her usual shaky stoicism. She opened the curtains…

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Wouldn’t You?

Summer was winding to its natural end but the evenings were still warm in London…

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Fiction: Yer Man

Inside the castle’s gift shop stood White, reading the biography of the artist whose work…

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Open

The boy was wretched. He sat on the bed in shorts and T-shirt his hair…

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Parallel Weekend

I hadn’t heard from you since Wednesday, the morning before you flew to Copenhagen. You’d…

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Into the River

I can barely make out Richard´s handwriting on the piece of torn paper.  “Second left”…

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Homer

He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become…

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Getting Away

Margaret didn’t like Walls, so why had she agreed to go walking with him in…

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Automated Spirits

They’ve been protesting now for three weeks outside the closed factory. I have to walk…

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Head Shop

Tedium was tip tapping on the pane of Gibbo’s day, the hours slouching into another…

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The Club

Part I “DON’T QUIT” My father’s mantra was taped to the dull beige wall above…