exppppppp.er (forget what you see it’s not important.)

From the badgering treetops To the lowly park bench Four youths Smoking Trees hang like butterfilies from Fillies a hatchery’s rooftop where the butterfly hatcher has poowerful values and lots of children, and poo. Listen to what I’m saying to you Make sense of it, make sense of this, I beg you Because I Can’t.…

Stories in Short #10 – Be Calm, Glassy Eyes

We haven’t sat on the sofa since you left. It was yours. We can’t touch it. For breakfast we all eat Weetabix with box-milk. No one has been to the shop. No one has left the house. There are tears at the bottom of the stairs each morning. We are determined to succeed for you.…

frog with orange hair

Frog with orange hair sat in the tub by the window. Stop watching me. You will only make me blush.   Frog with orange hair do not make me blush. I become gas clouds behind sun.   Frog with orange hair watch me turn around. I can’t face you. I will only make you blush.

Stories in Short #6 (Daily Prompt)

Daily Prompt: Anticipation There was a study conducted that suggests dogs know when their owner is coming home. A psychic link between owner and owned. I feel like a dog now, at the window, waiting for you. Only I know you’re coming, because you told me so. My heart is hiccuping. I can’t stop my fingers…

found poetry

Now he’s developing his own personality, you know. It’s sort of there. It’s not really a blokey thing. She carried him around for nine months, you know.   What’s the difference? My lips get chapped in the winter. I have Vaseline in the car. This is better, my lips get so chapped. Yeah, but I…

Stories in Short #3

I am an injectionist. I work in a small clinic in an industrial estate down a country lane that doesn’t have a footpath. My daughter runs the desk and chit chats with the children I make scream and cry. Except, now my daughter is dead, and the children and I cry together. I am at…

Sunday Musings 20/11/2016

That’s right, tape over your webcam like Zuckerberg does, because the government is on to you, and if it’s not the government, then it’s a greeb in his mum’s basement watching you bash one off to the new Miley Cyrus video. Mrs. “Un-elected” May has just pushed through the most savage surveillance bill in the…