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Snapshot: My 24 Hours in A&E

“It’s that serious?”

“Yes” said the emergency doctor over the phone.

“Oh”

“You need to go to A&E right now”.

“Now?”

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“Yes. Right now.”

A woman was bleeding in front of me. We both stared at the red lifeless puddle, this strange piece of her, until it was cleaned up with hurried arms and blue paper. It left an orange stain. The man behind me groaned, then talked, then groaned. He spoke to his family on the phone, ...

The Bookshop

“It’s not really my problem.” Said the bookshop.

“Not your problem? You bloody ate another one!” Said Gavin.

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“A book?” said the bookshop

“No, a person! Mr. Hamish?”

The bookshop flung a few books onto the floor in protest. Gavin sighed.

“One Mr. Hamish? Yes.” Said the bookshop as if he were ordering a beer.

“Yes?”

“Yes, I ate him”. Said the bookshop.

“I know! Let him go!”

Gavin started to remove books from the talle...

A poem, or not, but perhaps, yes

I have written a poem.The seed of it, anyway.Something to look ateach morning untilI wake up, sudden, cold with sweatand know which words to killand which to keep.So, I have not written a poem.I have written a promise.

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Noise/Birds

The builders arrive early with the noise of birds. A scratching high pitched sound wakes me up at 8am and I curse it because now I can feel the same noise in my bones. I take my medication and wait for the prescribed half an hour of no food, no drink until I can make breakfast. Finally, gloriously, I drink my first cup of coffee. No tea today. A drill as a wake up call means my body has launched into furious action. Tea can’t cope with such things. My heart thumps whenever I hear something other...