James Snaith
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Turning the StoneA Poem by James SnaithThe unsubstantiated notion of being, Wondering adrift across the ever winding gyre of the sea, The unbound and uncluttered whims of a thousand t.. |
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MasksA Poem by James SnaithWe all wear them, how honest are you with yourself about that? |
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DareA Story by James SnaithAn idea for something longer perhaps, but strated out as a writing challenege between myself and my long time writing buddy Dom Murray |
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The Bell's CallA Story by James SnaithA journey of self discovery, dedicated to the staff of Ward 35 at the DRH, who helped me when I needed it the most. |
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TrippingA Poem by James SnaithWhilst in hospital over Christmas 2018, suffering with a sepsis infection - I also ended up with delirium, which was very mind bending. And disturbing.. |
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Bench TestA Story by James SnaithWelcome to the mind of a killer… |
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BlackbirdsA Poem by James SnaithA twist on the old "Sing a Song of Sixpence" rhyme. |
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The MomentA Story by James SnaithA moment of clarity in the rawness of rain... |
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Close, But Not Quite TouchingA Story by James SnaithNot every couple can show affection for each other in public safely, but that doesn’t mean that a date out together can’t still be magical.. |
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Company Of A Good FriendA Story by James SnaithWhat exactly would it be like to be friends with Death? |
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