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School Boy Error
A Story by
Wulfstan Crumble
A New Wulfstan Crumble Mystery. Can you solve it?
Holy Stain
A Poem by
Wulfstan Crumble
A single bead of sweat, Rolls, As the sun beats down. Burning flesh afire, Roasting souls, Heaven’s soldiers, welcome to hell! Santa..
Urban Scrumping (An Ode To Cider)
A Poem by
Wulfstan Crumble
1. Oh my swelling apple carts Take a few Then take up a pew And enjoy the addled tarts It all swills before my eyes The amber nectar ..
Wraecan\'s Bower
A Story by
Wulfstan Crumble
The ladies of Wreacan’s Bower have a tale. One that keeps their men folk on the tips of their toes. It keeps them gentlemanly and romantic. It w..
The slatted Window
A Poem by
Wulfstan Crumble
A whorled silhouette Beyond the doorway Etched into the pane. A chill tarries Around wooden tables Beneath the wicker vases. Bony fing..
Oh What A Fun Day
A Story by
Wulfstan Crumble
A Few interesting days in my life. Things i have experienced and things i have learnt. ..
Breton\'s Last Treasure
A Story by
Wulfstan Crumble
Beautiful as the chance meeting On a dissecting table Of a sewing machine and An umbrella. (Le Comte De Loutrémont) Brest, Brittany..
Strangulation Point
A Story by
Wulfstan Crumble
Chief Inspector James Courteny-Everard met the Alpha and Beta teams within the red brick fishery on Cannery Row. Careful searching had led them to a s..
Japanese Roulette
A Story by
Wulfstan Crumble
Tennoji, South Osaka City. The building was surrounded by police cars when Detective A.Kurokawa arrived. His assistant, Ryuha, stood waiting; outsid..
Heart Abiddan
A Poem by
Wulfstan Crumble
I wander the dunlands Am I lost? Amongst butterflies upon a pirl Their painted wings Full of wonder Ruth for the eyes. My merrigan far..
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