Category: prose
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14.10: A Six – SSC&B Alcove

The Heist episode #3 Aurelia has three sets of plans open now, her latest computer-science coursework having taught her to distrust anything that pretends to be simple, and she works across the pages with the same excitement she brings to kernels, processes, and hidden structures, pausing only once to curse when two boundary lines refuse…
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13.10: Dead Men Don’t Drown

Dead Men Don’t Drown: #10 (catch-up with all episodes here) The next morning I sit at the kitchen table eating strawberries and cream for breakfast while the neighbour’s cat stares through the screen door with the patient outrage of a creature expecting staff. It knows this house better than I do, hooks one claw beneath…
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10.10: Stream of Consciousness

A Stream of Consciousness about Familiar I’m sitting on a cold bench beneath an umbrella and a tree half-stripped by the autumn wind off Pevensey Bay, while the world runs silver at the edges — it’s like listening to a familiar voice; I was born where it rains, though people born to it rarely bother…
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08.10: Memory of a Spare Key

The Memory of a Spare Key I am eight, which is very grown up, old enough for my own front-door key. Happy birthday, Mum says, dropping itinto my palm. Keys are power. I know this from the way they danceheavy on chains, keeping time against my father’s belt, from the way grown-ups wear them like…
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07.10: A Six – SSC&B Alcove

The Heist: episode 2 “Here, let me.” Aurelia, the nervous poet, unfolds the oldest of the building plan, its paper brittle weak at the creases, enlarged until the lines blur into something between architecture and confession, then taps one narrow rectangle behind the rear rooms.
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06.10: Dead Men Don’t Drown

Dead Men Don’t Drown: #9 (catch-up with all episodes here) Episode 9 Dead Men Don’t Drown Clive receives me in the basement office beneath his terraced house, one hand resting on the walking stick beside his chair and the other holding a book against his chest as though it has weight enough to steady him.…
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04.10: The Distance Back

The Distance Back While my little boat moves on its moorings,the day passes in mistand pine-green,and somewhere between the waterand the trees,childhood returns. The world is wide again.Trees grow touch-close to heaven, and in the crystal of the waterthe moon is comforted. There is wind in my earsand birdsfind their perches again, and for a…
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29.09: Dead Men Don’t Drown

Dead Men Don’t Drown: #8 (catch-up with all episodes here) Episode number 08: Dead Men Don’t Drown That night I sleep badly, pitching from one side of the bed to the other as though the cottage has come loose from its foundations and we’d gone to sea. At dawn I give up, pad barefoot downstairs,…
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29.09: A Six – SSC&B Alcove

The Alcove The Heist (episode 1) Chris, aka La Raconteuse, opens her laptop, a fork stands flag-pole-straight in our shared slice of Mimi’s Chocolate Cake for Challenging Days — she types so hard the keys chatter as she chases through New York landmarks records, Madison Avenue plans, façades, floor layouts, and every architectural scrap the city has…
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2309: A Six — SSC&B Alcove
Strikethrough a book called “Le Grand Herbier en Françoys” I am wearing time’s dust skin here: this is Montpellier University Library Archive, and beyond the tinted glass lies a flame-singed copy of Le Grand Herbier en Françoys — a sixteenth-century root-system of human knowing — it has brought me full circle, and something in me goes very still grows very…