Dying Coven

No, no. Witches do not strip and run round in the forest naked with broomsticks. Well, not our lot anyway. We’re a bit too old. It’s another of those modern day myths – like the fat lady whose bottom formed a seal on the aeroplane’s toilet – when she flushed her insides were sucked out by the high altitude. Generally we just get together for a coffee and to discuss fabrics. The blood? That’s for Susan, one of her recipes for brown. She’s into batique – does some wonderful things with hot wax.

– Benjamin F Jones
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About Graphite Bunny

I am a writer working in South Wales (UK). I love pizza, photography and moist clay. When it rains I catch drops in my open mouth. I create poetry, flash, absurdist snapshots and humorous fiction.
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4 Responses to Dying Coven

  1. According to my Word Press Annual report, you’re one of the top commentators on my blog, so thank, dear Bunny. And wishing you a very happy New Year xoxo

  2. Ah, they may not run round in the forest naked with broomsticks, but they regularly fly over the forest starkers. Only saw a group of them this evening, just up the road from here 😉

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