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15.10: A Thursday Door
Dan’s Thursday Doors opened the way to share my love of doors — of all sorts. I’ve trawled through my photos and found a few to share. Bushboy (Brian Dodd) also shares photos of doors from his his journeys. ©Misky 2022-2026 Shared on X #amwriting @bushboywhotweet and @DAntion
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The Old Woman’s Weather
The Colour of Nowhere 64% equal 95 miles says my car’s navigator.should be double that distance.plus battery drain of 7% per week the fix: recalibrate the battery, we’re told. so we drive.to nowhere.just drive — until the batteryreaches 15- 20%. after just a few miles: battery is 30%. we need to turn around and head…
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The Old Woman’s Weather
744 Watts rain sideways. cloudsdown to the chimney. not enough sunto cast a shadow. the roofremains unconvinced by a branchimpaling the lawn. the old womanlooks at the sky, seriously? — from The Old Woman’s Weather All rights reserved. These stories may not be reproduced without permission. Unauthorised use will be pursued under the Digital Millennium…
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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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12.10: The Liturgy
#10 Liturgy for the Memory That Lingers(for the tricks the past plays on the heart) I. The Scent That Refuses to LeaveYou open a closet door,and though the clothes are gone,given away to someone else’s life,the scent of the one who wore themstill hangs in the air like a held breath. Strawberries and cold cream.Tobacco…
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The Old Woman’s Weather
655 Watts the old womanwakes with the sun. 07.16.the roof sleepsanother hour. the old womanmakes breakfastfor the old man but the batterymakes coffee. 08.30.off grid again. 13.00.the solar appgoes roundand roundand round. nothing. the old womanstops knowingwhat the roof is doing. the roofdoes not care.it decides it does not requiresupervision. it puts milesinto her car…
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The Old Woman With No Cat
The Cat and The Ants(Or: A Game of Tag with the Very Small) The cat is sprawled on the warm stone patio,one paw extended,ears forward,watching tiny black specksscurry across the surfacelike a secret on legs. “They run,” he whispers to the Old Woman,“and then they hide.And then they come back.And then they run again.It’s like…
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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…
