I sit in a chat room by myself, Only nineteen more days to go, One day I’ll be a legend, With another badge to show. Next I’ll try to add some friends, I only need ninety-eight more, I might have to do some recruiting, Perhaps go door to door. I’d really...
Hey diddle Diddle the cat and the fiddle How long had he been in the pub knocking back pints of beer waiting for the numbness to set in so that his heart would stop aching? The tall, skinny American pushed back his blond hair “Do you want an acid?” mumb...
“Holy shit!” Mac exclaimed, his mouth hanging open. I stalked out sexily. I had practised for a few hours to try to walk in my new strappy black slutellos (my new word for slutty stilettos). I looked damned good. Sherry and I had spent two hours of shoppi...
As I look up at the cold, colourless ceiling, with patterns and shapes that are drawn from my own rather dreary imagination, I wonder whether I actually hold any regrets. I don’t mean generally; I am of course being more specific, referring to a particula...
My third foot didn’t grow very well. Compared with my other two it was very small. It wasn’t useful at all. I could see what was meant to be a foot and it was badly deformed. I knew I had to do something about it if I was to become a yard. Maybe people ar...
There is, I think, a universe That’s parallel to mine. Where someone else who looks like me Lives in a different time.She looks and thinks a lot like me Her eyes are hazel green But she has witnessed many things My eyes have never seen.For one small thing...
Prologue Christmas seemed a horrible time to kill someone. I never used to like working at that time of year when I was alive, and I still don't. As a cop I tended to deal in misery; the Bad, the Mad and the Sad were my clientèle, and at Christmas the suf...
disclaimer - I do not own or lay claim to any of the songs mentioned in my story. Nor to any references to characters, movies and shows “I don’t know if I can fix it” he said seriously “But I am going to try my hardest to try get you out of it” He looked...
Sherry Baker-Smythe had come into my life when I was ten. I was universally hated and bullied at school because my father was a constable. He had arrested most of the fellow pupils' fathers, mothers brothers, uncles (you get the gist).Crime was rampant on...
'What did people do in the movies to lose someone following them?' I wondered. I envisioned a big car chase and a few flipped cars culminating with me half naked shooting a gun out of the window. Bloody overactive imagination! I resolved to stop watching...
They hang out all day,Ain't got no plans, With nothing to do, And time on their hands. In everyone's business, All over town, Just talking trash, To bring them down. Talk more trash, Later on the phone, When they should be out, Takin' care of their own. T...
