April 1984
All our expectations were totally eclipsed by the occasion. Your words splintering like falling ice all around in a growling bus station.
Warm rubber on cold concrete, there is only one place left to go. The nouns you used left little to believe in.
Picture: Alex S. Transport Photography
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CONTENTS
- Columns (60)
- Prose poems (24)
- Songs (14)
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Welcome to 'A Frample', a confused tangle of columns, prose poems and lyrics. It's not so much a blog as an online folder, lying somewhere between a drawer and the bin.
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East Fife Mail, April 1, 1992 At an age when I am supposed to have outgrown all passing fads and crazes, I still carry that demon ...
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October 9, 2019 Have you ever sat in your car in a hospital car park, trying not to be sick; wanting not to have seen what you’ve s...
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October 5, 1982 I'm glistening like a beached whale, stranded and marooned, gooey and gunky, icky fatso, high and dry. I'm com...
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My attic is my space, most of it given over to books, photographs and a very old but loyal computer. It is not the most accessible of plac...
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John 'Jack' Neil The Courier, Friday, May 1, 1936, LEVEN MAN FATALLY INJURED Motor Cycle Burned Out After Collision John...
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Confused. She's so confused about everything that's going on. Abused. She's been abused since the day she was born. High-viz ...
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The man in the next bed Is as frightened as I am. Both of us scarred by time But our minds clinging to our Perfect spring. No-one ever came ...
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East Fife Mail March 4, 1992 Nursery education is now available to virtually every child in Fife. It is a world of pre-school fun ...

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