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  8 Charlie collapsed into the armchair next to his father. ‘Would ya?’ Charles Senior held out a glass, smoothed ice-cubes jangling within. Charlie took the glass from his father’s hand, walked to the cabinet, filled it and handed it back before leaving Charles Senior alone in the lounge, less …

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Her painted melody Written by Candace Davis   Clara Poulain really was, quite possibly, the most enchanting pianist on earth. A flowery, petite and curious young woman, she was as humble as she was pleasant. If anything could drive Clara from her 88 ivory-keyed, black-polished grand piano, it lie undiscovered. …

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  A scream escaped her lips the moment she parted them. The man before her winced as he covered his ears with his hands. She immediately closed her mouth. The silence that ensued was more disturbing than the shriek had been. “What ever happened to you?” he asked, removing his …

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Anger. Burning, red hot anger. An evil substance which flowed as freely through the veins of the boy as the music through his head. He referred to one as ‘The Poison’ and one as ‘The Antidote’, but they were interchangeable. Neither were safe, but neither were dangerous. The boy possessed …

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Dinner For Stew  There was once a day, when I tried to dine, At a restaurant, quite the fav’rite of mine. I gazed at the menu, so many morsels, Many of which I had eaten, of coursels. I go there all the time.                                   So imagine my shock when I …

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Babyface –  A Poem for Plainwhite Tom You bought me a tomato on our first date. You were the first person I had occupied space with  who didn’t question my love of eating them like apples fallen from trees. You told me Autumn was your favourite season. You felt the greatest …

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  Polyphony//If Only You were my modern day manifestation of the lyrics of “A Kiss To Build A Dream On” by Louis Armstrong. I sang it so much that it defeated time and my grandparents caught on and told me with twinkling eyes that it was their favourite song. So …

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With the release of our first performance poetry award there was a chance the latest prose competition would get overshadowed. Instead, we got one of our strongest short lists to date. A big thank you needs to go out to everyone who participated. To think a little over a year …

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“Try it again. A little bit louder, Gavin,” called the director from her front row seat, glancing up from her meticulous notes as a scrawny teenager cleared his throat on the stage and looked about again with wide eyes. The older boys in the back found their marks and straightened …

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The Aristocrats is a joke that comedians love telling to shock other comedians, so it is extremely graphic and not for the easily offended. I first heard about The Aristocrats from the documentary of the same name, in which the producers went around to different comedians and asked them to …

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Down below the watch tower, the city of New Axe sharpened its focus on the task at hand.Dealing with the criminal element under recent ministerial reforms meant that the eleven houses of law in the justice quarter were working all 27 hours of the day. Hidden caches of gold and …

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  James sat before his machine lost in the lights, the repetition, and the plateau high of five straight hours of gambling. The reels came to rest, one-by-one, and for the seventh-straight roll he got nothing. His credit count cycled down to zero – a far cry from where he’d …

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“I can’t do this anymore! I can’t live this lie. I’m really not like that – you know I’m not.” Alexei sobbed.\ Fenn laughed quietly. “Always the drama queen eh? ‘Course you can. Been doing it for the whole season. Why would one more match make such a difference?” “Don’t …

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During the Republic of Rome the law was a central pillar of society. Court was not only a way to settle disputes but a source of entertainment for the masses. Advocates were not required to learn extensive pieces of law because the law was not written down. Instead oratory was …

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Though it’s for others to judge, it’s no surprise that the award for the worst piece of prose goes to my good friend: Alex Braude Congratulations Alex, on your first NITH win. You truly are a terrible, terrible writer. Also, as you can no doubt imagine, this was a hard …

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The doorbell sounded in the silence of the house. An eerie sound that resembled the bells, made of spent artillery shells, that warned the soldiers on the battle field near Ypres, during World War I, whenever there was a mustard gas attack. It was an often dreaded sound, that announced …

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I see a lot of things from my vantage point above the bar.  People come.  People go.  They order drinks and sometimes get drunk.  Sometimes they even drink out of me.  Oh, wait, I forgot to tell you – I’m a wine glass. Yes, I’ve seen a lot of things …

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