Evelyn watches the young nurse make her bed. Fresh covers. Five days and three hours without a change of bed linen. Bee had known to change them every day. “We’re short-staffed at the moment, Mrs. Blanchard, sorry about that. What with nurse Beatrice, eh,” the girl swallows and clears her throat [....]
Caswell set his guitar on the sofa beside him, picked up the vibrating phone. “Cas –” “You sent a women’s world ginger looker with a sassed-up mouth up the elevator this time, Caswell. I have whining from six directions.” “She came on her own.” “She knows your name well enough. Special Investigations lets you pick […]
Tonight you kill someone. Not a faraway kind of killing like a bullet or a button. Or a word. Misheard. Just the tearing of skin, and sin spliced out on the lathe A sigh. A lie. Perhaps? Incoherence and poetry tangle in the mumbled softness of his drunken debut. Curled feline on his chest the … Continue reading On a pale horse
Dragons, knights and bewildering sub clauses. What more could you want from a Thursday evening?
Throw another shot Why not? Sticks and stones Eyes and tries Go trading with trolls See what comes out In the underbridge Them take them favour Them take them filter Them make it seem Like truth of water Wash anything clean Don't care none How sad or bad Of one more time When one more … Continue reading Underbridge
Having grown up with 12 sisters, Spontaneous Bucket was no stranger to unexpected phenomena. Still, the sheer magnitude of the beast took even him by surprise, 'Wow. I mean. Wow.' The dragon sighed, 'I see that human is still synonymous with dung beetle.' It was always difficult to seem sensible once someone had established that … Continue reading A plague on both your houses (3/3)
In times of plague it was always best to err on the side of caution where pustules were concerned. Even without the secret soothsayer's custard based predictions, cutting one of the strange mounds open suggested an up close, all round, surround sound, pus experience. Spontaneous Bucket took a deep breath, whatever happened this would be … Continue reading A plague on both your houses (2/3)