WOODEN SOCKS

November 13, 2017

I wore my wooden socks today.

I deem it a mistake.

The raft of splinters I endured kept me from sleep awake.

I wore my wooden socks today.

I won’t do it again.

Instead I’ll store them on a shelf quite safe from angry men.

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FROM THE DIARY OF HUMPHREY DOVENEST – 1

November 12, 2017

5 June – incident in village today. went to old kennedy’s shop to purchase prepared wadding. on entry noticed the widow briscoe crawling along the floor mewing. kennedy told me to pay her no heed. while paying for the wadding i espied a jar of peppermint sticks on the counter. i bought one and offered it to the widow briscoe who by this time had become wedged in the crawlspace at the back of the store. she ceased mewing long enough to thank me before driving the stick as hard as she could into my ankle. people can be strange. i rest my case.

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ATTRACTIVE

November 11, 2017

Flowers and rain make an attractive gathering.

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THE 1950S KWIZ ANSWER

November 10, 2017

He really wanted a switchblade knife.

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THE 1950S KWIZ

November 9, 2017

In the 1950s this kid:

a. always wore shirts with collars wider than his shoulders.

b. always wore pants that were very strange indeed.

c. always suffered hair doused in oil and combed.

d. subtly vented rage after receiving a crappy fake ray gun for his birthday instead of a switchblade knife.

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fall

November 8, 2017

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THE OLD COLLEGE TRY

November 7, 2017

Flowers continue to do the best they can.

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BEYOND THE MIST

November 6, 2017
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She disappeared into a whiteness of mist above the billowing waves.

Far from home she flew to dwell in the comforting echo of caves.

With blended thoughts, dark and light woven, she sat, content to wait.

Oh, what revenge she would deliver. Oh, what horrible fate!

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AND WHISKERS ON KITTENS

November 5, 2017

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LANE NARROWS

November 4, 2017

LANE BETWEEN BOOK CARPETS NARROWS

DETAILS AT ELEVEN

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