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(I’m moving house, so we’re trying to reduce, recycle and throw away as much as we can, and the pile Continue reading →

A Happy Video-Message-Free Birthday to you


Facebook told me that a friend had a birthday today. It was an old friend from a few iterations of Continue reading →

On the Extranious Word In the Phrase ‘Tuna Fish’ – a Ditty.


(a Noel Cowardy kind of affair, may be a bit of ‘Why Can’t A Woman Be More Like a Man’ Continue reading →

A Tiny Poolsode rebellion


So, I was swimming, an activity not too hindered by my lack of natural grace and lack of lack of Continue reading →

Of Gnomes and Magic Gophers


Toppknott the Gnome put his wheelbarrow to the ground and said to his friend Kindling, “Caught anything?” “No, there’s nothing Continue reading →

Big Fingers. Pale Throat. Little Smoking Gun


His big fingers wrapped around her throat. His look was not of evil or cruelty, but of fear and panic. Continue reading →

The Short Reign of the Bug King


One day, under the great green stalks of the grasslands, two bugs bumped into each other quite accidentally. Under the Continue reading →

A small story about flinty rocks, soft voices and red fruit.


There was a girl. She had thin black hair and large sad eyes which often shadowed darkly. She lived near Continue reading →

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