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Generic cleaning lady
Her badge says Rita but that isn’t her name. Staff call her the generic cleaning lady but not to her face. She arrives five minutes early, leaves five minutes late, and comes home tired from the night shift but the … Continue reading
The Sandwich Lady is A Man
I got to the sandwich lady late there was only toothpaste and woodlouse sandwiches and a mangled packet of Polos she moaned at my poor timing closed her legs and opened the petty-cash tin; the doctor held up a pair … Continue reading
I possess the right
A cat of horrifying proportions enters the kitchen and looks at fridge in the moonlight. ‘Why are you shut up so tight since you cannot eat your own contents? The fridge replies, ‘Sir cat, according to the cold store principles … Continue reading
Posted in Humour, Prose Poetry
Tagged 89 revolution, absurd, Baudelaire, belly, Benjamin F Jones, cat, cold store principles, Creative writing, fridge, fridge bunny, fridge rights, graphite bunny, Humour, hunger, moonlight, parents, prose poem, prose poetry, rights, short prose, the rights of the cat, the rights of the fridge
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