Your Soulmate
By Gerald
She said she was your soulmate —
it is a word that she used,
not you.
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His Name was George
By GeraldCrooked back from decades of washing dishes in the local diner, Mostly blind from age, Massive wen at the back of his neck. [Read More] -
That Brass Bed
By GeraldThe sound of a car, Tiptoeing on a stool to look out window, Realising she has arrived to take me home. [Read More]