Tag Archives: short

A human army marches to the battle where the office is a glass climax. Handicapped pigeons police the city – white-bread-inbred, they peck at vomit and flap onto a railing as I approach. Their bellies are full but their souls … Continue reading →

Posted on April 21, 2014 by Graphite Bunny | 7 Comments

He Whined All The Way There

Posted on June 9, 2013 by Graphite Bunny

They say it’s for the best to have them ‘done’ – it makes them more affectionate and stops them spraying. The vet assured me that the chances of anything happening were slim. I felt guilt, it’s not a very nice … Continue reading →

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It’s Nearly Christmas

Posted on December 22, 2012 by Graphite Bunny

On health and safety grounds and to comply with the terms and conditions of some of our leases – we regret we cannot allow any Christmas lights or any form of decoration that will damage the fabric of our building … Continue reading →

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67 Venn Street: Flash Vignette

Posted on June 29, 2012 by Graphite Bunny

On the 16th of June last year, at 16:51 and nineteen seconds I purchased at 32oz drink. Leroy served me. I saw Birthday Girl (15) on screen four at the Clapham Picture House. I remember none of it. That was … Continue reading →

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Haikuoid #1242: Purpose undefined

Posted on February 25, 2012 by Graphite Bunny

Jar of baby food gobbled by dog. –Benjamin F Jones 

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