The cross hurts

Mark 3:1-2 I liked her, I really did, but her behaviour was out of control. The first few months with the church had been great, but then she’d changed. Gradually she’d become belligerent and acerbic. Firstly she brought her testicles to church. She wanted to show everyone. She’d had them removed, and liked to shock […]

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Killed by a bus

It was the first day of the first term of the brand new school, and so far all was going well. At the assembly the head addressed the school. “There’s only one thing I ask” she said, “that we all treat everyone with love and respect, that you treat everyone the way you’d like to be treated”.

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He hit on me!

A colleague hit on me.
I was really flattered. It’s been a while since anybody did that.
I think my husband still fancies me, but he never says so.
I do wonder whether I’m just ugly now and nobody wants me.
But then someone hit on me, and for a few minutes I felt special.

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Just a game

I awoke to consciousness on a flat, monochrome, earth. Light and the shadow partitioned the landscape with predictable regularity. I was a part of an army of light, stretched out across the rim of the world. And on the other side of the earth an army of darkness stretched out like a smoky mirror of wraiths waiting to do battle.

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