Tag: killer
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IN SICKNESS AND IN HEALTH
Well, I couldn’t get rid of all the memories of you after all. I tried to be good. It was something we always said we would only do together. I just never planned for you leaving me alone so soon. I don’t want you to think I’m being unfaithful. I think you would want me…
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THE LAMPLIGHTER
He struggled to push the cart through the thick snow and cursed winter, the short days and the long nights. He leaned his ladder against a lamppost and climbed. The gas ignited and a shivering orange glow lit the white scene. White and red. The body lay under a nearby tree. He scared a fox…
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KITSCH
Can a person be kitsch? He’s sweet, but he wears trouser braces with a garish shirt and hat and brightly coloured cords. I give him a chance, but then he invites me back to his and I see the living room… 1970s mustard-orange decor and chintzy lamps, and I’m out. ‘I’ll be off,’ I say.…
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CONSTRUCTIVE INTERFERENCE
I don’t mean to interfere, but people tell me that I do. Frequently. It’s just a habit, I guess. Sometimes it’s just taking an interest or offering advice or offering an opinion. Other times I interfere more directly. Like when I saw that guy shouting abuse at his girlfriend in the street. Or when that…
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ALL GONE
They haven’t gone, the Christmas Angels.They’re hiding from me.Waiting. In the shadows.Ready to step out into the twinkling lights.Reflecting in the dirty puddles.Shimmering and blurred.Walking along the empty streets.The closed shops, the dead cafés.An open door.Please sir, can you help me?An inviting arm around my shoulder.The warmth of the hallway.Shut out the cold Eve.His smiling…