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Ghost It is a beautiful cemetery, small and compact, a private family place of rest with an old chapel that splits the burial plot into two but is tightly locked and bolted at all times against the visitors from the…
Continue readingThe Watcher It was early evening and just starting to get dark outside, and I stood, sending the cat with a meow of complaint jumping to the floor. I stretched my arms and legs, then headed out to the kitchen….
Continue readingThe blood of Christ He hung from the old wooden cross; the blood and sweat ran in rivers down his side. It oozed slowly beneath the white cloth wrapped tightly around his waist and crept slowly down his thigh.The blood…
Continue readingI came across flash fiction by accident. I was under the impression that I had successfully written my first short story, but sadly, a quick search on Google revealed that I was a few words short. To be a real…
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I found a conker today,
A deep rustic brown,
The sunlight was shining on it,
And my thoughts of Autumn are plenty.
It seems that a glass or two of red wine, is good for the poet in me
