Garry Condoseres

Joined March 2021

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I go by many names. The more informed call me Garry with 2 Rs. The less informed call me Jessica. Rockstar, hobby farmer, fighter pilot. I am all these things and none of them. Mostly none of them.

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The Chaplain
By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept when we remembered Zion. There on the poplars we hung up our harps, for there our captors asked us for songs. Our tormentors demanded songs of joy, saying “Sing us one of the songs of Zion.” How can we sing the songs of the Lord in a foreign land?
By Garry Condoseres4 years ago in Fiction
Grey
Life can be hard work when a strange genetic quirk sends you grey before the age of seventeen. Instead of flowing raven locks
By Garry Condoseres5 years ago in Poets
The Doleson Estate
“You all know why we have gathered here this afternoon,” said Mr Battridge. The old solicitor looked over the table with a gravitas that suggested he was only practicing family law until a seat on the Supreme Court should become available.
By Garry Condoseres5 years ago in Families

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