Category Archives: James – Sometimes

The Essex Gargan and Other Friends

It all started four days ago off the Southern coast of China. An enormous, ancient thing crawled out of the sea. It looked like a long, muscly snake with ten legs and a head reminiscent of a komodo dragon. Only a hundred times the size.  Continue reading

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The Attercliffe Assassin

The boy is hit, lit up against the sky, like a sign, like a neon sign And he crumples, drops into the gutter, legs twitching The flood swells his clothes and delivers him on, delivers him on Sometimes, when I … Continue reading

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Chickens

The boy is hit, lit up against the sky, like a sign, like a neon sign  And he crumples, drops into the gutter, legs twitching The flood swells his clothes and delivers him on, delivers him on Sometimes, when I … Continue reading

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