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Chapter One of Simon Says: Perfect Prison

Simon says   Chapter 1: Perfect Prison   Who knows how she got to that moment? Banging on the kitchen door, demanding to be let out. She was cooking a pasta bake, pasta steaming away, needed a tissue, and she … Continue reading

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Chapter Two

I’m so excited. I’ve just found Chapter Two of a novel that I am having real trouble writing. I didn’t even realise I’d managed Chapter Two. It needs some work, but would you like me to write some more? Chapter … Continue reading

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Freedom

At a recent PDP session with Cathy Grindrod I resolved to write more poems, so here’s one that came to me in Sainsbury’s car park recently. I can’t remember when The invisibility cloak went round us The time the line … Continue reading

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Cows

Here’s another poem I must have written between 2000 and 2011. Sorry to share old poems, but I am finding myself writing more and more at the moment. Cows I’ve always avoided them. Perhaps it’s their udders. The heavy, plump … Continue reading

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The Storyteller

A piece that came out of a workshop recently. The storytellers hands are lined. Lines upon lines upon lines. So much to read from them. Time encrusted fingers, nicotine stains. He doesn’t smoke. That is from another him. The storyteller … Continue reading

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She asked

She asked if she might sleep a while On the harsh slate floor And lay as cool as milk Thin as gauze We quietly watched, put some more logs on the fire. Her opalescent skin Took all the corners of … Continue reading

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Make Sure You Have One

 Hello world International copyright remains with the individual author, ie Becky Deans and any similarities to any people or organisations living or dead is just one of those bizarre coincidences! Enjoy! This is the only short story I wrote in … Continue reading

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