This is the wind, the wind in a field of corn baked golden and heavy, heaving to the wind’s caress, mirroring the yield and flex of lovers moulding a nest in the corn. These are the moonlit whispers of the old boys weaving a course back from The Speckled Hen, shushing themselves and chuckling asContinue reading “Wind.”
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The Cat and the Pigeons
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”
Two Weeks All-In at the Hotel Sestina
Did I tell you about last year’s holiday? Oh my god, you’re going to laugh when I tell you about the dirty great emu that ate Dave’s crackers. We wanted to go somewhere warm but not too hot cause Dave always gets a gippy belly but, of course, he got gippy belly anyway ‘cause theContinue reading “Two Weeks All-In at the Hotel Sestina”
