Diary of a Biscuit Kid
Dear Diary, I’m a biscuit kid. My mum smokes and constantly cooks roast dinners with poor quality meat. She has …
Dear Diary, I’m a biscuit kid. My mum smokes and constantly cooks roast dinners with poor quality meat. She has …
Searching for a way out (of what?) – away from screens screams and LED lights that lit blue faces and …
I sat upon a steel fence stained with algae and mottled with pockets of rust. Next to me was Jones. …
I can’t believe it. I just can’t believe the cheek- I know. I know. I know. Sarah, you won’t believe …
Wake up! To stains and recollections Memory’s working overdrive To decide which words were reckless n which were wise Outside, …
Some said he reigned from somewhere in the South Pacific, though none knew definitely, as he never spoke. His only …
High tide lapped six inches shy of the short pier that often docked boats (fishermen’s barnacled boats bringing mussels and …
I indicated left, and pulled over. The van came to a rumbling halt on the gravel side-road. When I killed …
Known by many as the Jack-of-Bandits with black hands like earthenware platters “In a jiffy” he’ll have it done, for half the …
We searched for them at ever increasing speeds, around every twist and looming mountainous turn in the road. “There!” screeched …
Pitball grin, a real charmer Rowdy, crowding round a clown’s father The last plastered martyr of lager. Quite the sleeze, …
One who would whimper and whine while Preparing a presentation of a simple literary theme, Is now a maple mass …
Naw, we need more… BOOZE He said she wanta get used, Alright, but now where is she? I swear I …
Hey ho not paid again, Or paid for two days working ten But my books stack up higher higher Words …
“The owner wants us to destroy them, so smash them on the ground.” Jannis is holding one of three tiny …
Sitting on my bunk with a hot (strong) coffee brewed inside an angular brass pot by an unsung genius. I’m …
Paid work at last. Open each lid slowly, as if frightened of what horrors it will unveil in the silent …
Here a good a place to start as any – face down on arm crooked – the flat belly of …
Yesterday I reached one thousand views on my blog, and the fame really went to my head. I rushed out …
I have recently been insured on my father’s car, a 1.8 litre Fiat. It is a strange sensation, having such …