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A Proper Charlie

Life becomes a silent movie when he slips his headphones on. Listening to old brass bands. The Floral Dance. Scores of other compositions for which he doubts he’s ever known the name. Getting off the bus at the station, passing … Continue reading

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something about you

You have something about you I want the message began, and that struck me as both novel and ominous. Not to mention grammatically awry. My first instinct (beyond that of the editor) was that the sender was mistaken. That they … Continue reading

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Hundreds and Thousands

This boy, he walks when he should be sleeping. Consciously, he does it. Chooses to slip clear from the duvet and sit at the edge of his bed before standing. Spread-eagling toes into blue weave of the carpet, hooking them … Continue reading

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