Wordcreative Phil Thomas, Author

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‘Till Death Do They Part

She hadn’t meant her husband’s demise to be quite so spectacular. True, she’d used an axe to kill him, but it hadn’t been planned that way. Not with such violence on her part, and not with such a...

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Getting On

I told the coppers I din’t do owt wrong. It were nowt to do wi me. They din’t seem bothered. Din’t wanna know what I were doin or nothin. All they wanted to know about were them two...

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Because of Me

FLYING mushy peas. And baked beans. And spaghetti sauce, and sprouts and electric toothbrush heads and washing powder and left-handed can openers. Things and labels in frenzied slow motion, batting off windscreens and crash barriers and the big...

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Starfish

THERE are thirty faces and all but one turn to look at the figure through the frosted glass. The teacher admits an old man wearing a flat cap and carrying a large black folder. Some of the children...

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Waiting for Carys

THROUGH the window he sees trees and fields and small bushes, but he longs to find something green. A vast blue sky with cuckoo-spit clouds races above his cottage yet the roof of his world is thick and...

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The Lilac Wall

I love her so much that I go to see her twice a day and blow her kisses through the padlocked gate. The concrete drive gives a grand view to the house and I know she looks out...