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The Ogere of Winston Primary
Her skin was a greasy grey fungus. Yet Mrs Foster wore a sugary pink jumper. Like an airy plump cake stuck atop a lumpy psychotic Iceberg. A tyrannical middle-aged Tiger Shark of an iceberg. All the children wondered, clinging to … Continue reading
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A hot summer day
Walking on a hot summer day a day like any other one On the way I encounter old women and men sheltered from the sun Some women wear black nothing but black for the rest of their lives They’re … Continue reading
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Cloister Cemetery in the Snow
Darkness. Only faint figures and gravestones, With rising jagged treetops stretching into open sky, Prickling above the mist and surrounding the gate to which only the good may pass.
in someone elses shoes
waking up at midday; half the day has disappeared before me, unaware and disillusioned to the world outside my own front door. I get up and stumble through my well-lit corridor, like an animal caught in the headlights and tediously … Continue reading
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Places We Would Never Go
- Don’t touch that. Stop it. – Why? – It’s dirty. I was stroking a dead bird with one extended forefinger. The forefinger of my right hand. My left hand was tucked between my legs as I crouched down, careful … Continue reading
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they are here again.
They are coming again tonight. I can hear them sneaking up on me in the dark. It is that time of the day again. They know I am weak…I could not numb myself with alcohol in time. And here they … Continue reading
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Betty
She’s young. Her body, smooth and full of curves, is bronzed. As if straight from the beach. But recently untouched. Neglected. Stroking the silver mental of her four vocal cords, past experiences come flooding back. Long nights in my bedroom … Continue reading
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Frozen Hearts of Desperate Souls
What lies beneath this frozen ground? What need has driven us so? We awoke a nightmare. Our chains snapped like bare branches in this frozen place. Desperation clouded our vision.
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Gothic descripton.
White emerging from greyness – sadness, turning into the white, bright sky. Unreachable, too far. Below, wee black bodies are queueing down the thinnest path to enter. Trees like shadows, leafless. Remaining branches seem to be trying to reach the … Continue reading
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A Reaction to Caspar David Friedrich’s ‘Wanderer above the Sea of Fog’ (from the Romantic and the Gothic lecture)
An Aeolian Ascension, mere sight is not enough; Sharp Boreas through your fingertips to touch, Floral Zephyrus filling your nostrils with re-birth, Old Notus bitters your tongue with the end of summer’s mirth. And finally poor Eurus, who whispers in your ear; … Continue reading
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What Dylan said
It was a brisk Winter morning, with the fresh dawn air wrapping the senses tightly and plunging them head first into a cold, swirling pool. I felt the faint droplets of moisture first on my face, then on the wall of my … Continue reading
I try to Quit
I try I try to stop smoking dope But there seems to be not much hope, I stop and stare and try to think Perhaps I should just have a drink, But to be a drunk i did not aspire … Continue reading
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Chain of Memories
As I travelled at full speed through the tunnels of the metro, I only had one sight in mind. Every year I took the same journey, it was my very own pilgrimage.
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Tea
What if all the tea was gone from the world?
Alone
I wake up from a peaceful sleep and everything is silent. It’s still early in the morning and I think nothing more of it. My house is eerily empty. Where is everyone?
I was walking through the terminal, watching people walking quickly, almot running- perhaps they were late for their flight. I saw some people talking, but despite not knowing what they were talking about, I was interested in their body language. … Continue reading
Concrete Embrace
The day was bright. Rush-hour traffic crowding the road like a shiny,useless junkyard. My eyes were tired,stinging and my head was pounding from a restless slumber. The noise, the anger, the frustration of the workng world did little to alleviate … Continue reading
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The Last Note
The last note rings out. Drifts through the world. The last note of the last song.
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Untitled
I didn’t want them here. I didn’t. They shouldn’t have just kept them here just because Westminster wanted to, they don’t live here. This is Scotland and we should have been making the decisions and we wanted these weapons out. … Continue reading
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Boxing Match In The Commons
The old school game! Eton v Westminster! Ding! Ding! In the yellow corner… Lib Dem! In the blue… Tory! Gum-shields in and the whistle blows! The first punch from the yellow – budget cuts? -Parry- The second from the blue … Continue reading
Registering for Writing for the Margins 2012
I. Go to www.wordpress.com 2. Click on the orange sign up button top right hand corner. 3. Fill in the registration form – take care with your username as this will form your domain name at wordpress.com. eg www.yourusername.wordpress.com 4. … Continue reading
Memoirs of a Gaijin
Christmas Eve in 2008, was a mild introduction to a Japanese winter in the mountains of Iwate. I had no idea how cold it can get here and how much snow can fall in two days. Living on the … Continue reading
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Tagged C.S. Lewis, Christmas Eve, Iwate Prefecture, Japan, Mother Nature, New Year, scotland, Snow
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Slow Life
Crimson red blood soaked into the bedsheet like a paper coffee filter. His body twitched as his nervous system sent out distress signals to the brain. The severed artery continued to pump oxygenated blood from the heart to the forearm. The … Continue reading
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Tagged Benedictine Monks, Catholic Schools, Creative Writing, edinburgh, Expressionism, France, Glasgow, Holi, Laphroig, Les Gorges de l'Herault, Livingston, Newcastle Brown, Otis Shaw, Pont Du Diable, Rajasthan, River Herault, stream of consciousness, The Arabian Sea, The Balmoral Hotel
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Reanimation
Originally written in November 2009 by Otis Shaw for Media, Culture and Literary Studies ( Edinburgh Napier University). My heart was beating furiously, my lungs filled with air for the first time. I sprang to my feet, like a hunted animal, … Continue reading