Adam and Eve and Pinch-me were sat wrestling thought by the shore when the monster arrived. It trampled their tea with its flat feet and grumbled. It clawed at their eyes when they laughed at its pain. It gurgled with rage as they soothed it with soft words, and waggled its fist as they mockedContinue reading “The Cat and the Pigeons”
words. ideas. magic.
Jill London 