Tag: short story
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Ayrshire Rain
Ayrshire rain, Steady, Reliable. I’d miss it if it wasn’t there, I’m sure I would. On a cold winter’s night, Falling against the window, Like knocking on the door. Pulling up the duvet, “Leave it out there, Come to bed, baby.” Or in the summer,…
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Flying
I’m sure I stood here before, in another life.On this stage, back to the drums, these shoes on the hardwood floor, singing this song like it was all I was, all I had.The drums keep the beat like my pulse. I’m thinking of the room…
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Guitar Shop Blues
Part 5 of Rock and Roll is Dead Matty turned off the news report from the Riverside Dome and sat looking at the line of guitars on the wall. This was like a teenage dream come true. First week at the guitar shop. He had…
