Tag Archives: autobiography

Terrible Openings I Paid For

Posted on April 26, 2015 by Graphite Bunny

The opening of a book should break the reader apart completely – they should scream as another world bursts into the vacuum of reality. I push my paperback into my rucksack – I don’t care if the pages get damaged. … Continue reading →

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Lunch Worlds

Posted on March 31, 2015 by Graphite Bunny

Lunch break. A girl at our table reads Dostoevsky. The guy next to her is in tabloid concentration. I eat my sandwiches and look out through the window. A child on a plastic tricycle watches a bird fly across the … Continue reading →

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I Stacked the Odds

Posted on December 6, 2013 by Graphite Bunny

I sit on a box of paper. The manager says, ‘It doesn’t matter who goes to the office party as long as someone stays to man the phones.’ Wind scrapes against the windows of the 15th. The phone doesn’t ring … Continue reading →

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Launderette

Posted on May 6, 2013 by Graphite Bunny

No Drying Only. In any other business more machines would be installed to coin in the jangle. She had large eyes and lashes like a rabbit. Her auburn hair was tied back and decorated with a ribbon. Chipped Formica to … Continue reading →

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End of the Season

Posted on March 1, 2013 by Graphite Bunny

The relationship has ended. That’s why I’m here. Returning after only a day – rattling back through the white chalk swellings to my point of departure. Tipped onto the platform at Hatfield Station with nothing but longing. To the north … Continue reading →

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