Tag Archives: drinking

The answer exists

Posted on April 7, 2015 by Graphite Bunny

There are three stages to the day and I’m at the first. The sun hasn’t woken but I eat full breakfast and coffee. Advertising agents gather up punters and rub nettles on their genitals. There’s frost on the beer pumps … Continue reading →

Posted in Prose, Uncategorized | Tagged aniseed, at the bottom of the next one, barman, Benjamin F Jones, creative prose, Creative writing, drinking, fiction, graphite bunny, guns made of carbon, human condition, modern life, my life through the eyes of someone else, pub bunny, pub life, short prose, terrorists, terrorists among us, three stages to the day, triptych, tumble inn pontypridd, viewpoint, viewpoints, work life | 2 Comments

She Smiles for the First Time

Posted on February 19, 2015 by Graphite Bunny

The bar is sepia but satellite brings a slice of real life as two supporters wait for kick-off and organise drinks. They have a young girl with them who fidgets until she spills her cola. When the barman brings her … Continue reading →

Posted in Prose Poetry, Snapshots | Tagged archive, bar, Benjamin F Jones, creative prose, Creative writing, discomfort, drinking, football, football fans, friends, graphite bunny, loneliness, love in a foreign land, mental health, observation bunny, parenting, Prose, prose poetry, sepia, short prose, spain, tangles and knots, vignette, wooden pencils, writing | Leave a comment

The colour of jealousy

Posted on April 25, 2014 by Graphite Bunny

At table forty, two old farts lean against pints with handles. Their corner is dark and filled with the colours of dried leaves. One has a suit sharp from 1957. The other has a bat-wing jumper that was stolen from … Continue reading →

Posted in Prose Poetry | Tagged anger, beer, beer bunny, Benjamin F Jones, certainty, creative prose, Creative writing, drinking, flash, graphite bunny, jealousy, mental health, old farts, POv change, prose poem, prose poetry, rage, repulsion, short prose, writing | 3 Comments

The Year it Rained

Posted on February 22, 2014 by Graphite Bunny

Welcome to the clockwork of The Devonshire Arms. Eleven minutes past nine and any moment Geoff will walk in through the glass-panelled door and begin unbuttoning his burgundy overcoat as he does every Wednesday night. The bar is dotted with … Continue reading →

Posted in Flash, Snapshots | Tagged ale, beer bunny, Benjamin F Jones, Cambridge, creative prose, Creative writing, devonshire arms, drinking, every night the same, graphite bunny, no one looks round, pint, prose poem, prose poetry, pub, pub life, routine, thyroid, thyroid malfunction, thyroxin, wednesday night, whisky | 3 Comments

A Hypercube and a Klein Bottle

Posted on September 13, 2013 by Graphite Bunny

A hypercube and a Klein bottle met at a bar called Minkowski’s. The hypercube drank gin and tapped her corners on the bar when she laughed. The Klein bottle was all curves – he drank whisky straight up but had … Continue reading →

Posted in Snapshots | Tagged absurd, arousal, Benjamin F Jones, Creative writing, drinking, grey bunny, hypercube, klein bottle, math, mathematical bunny, mathematical writing, mathematics, minkowski, nonsense, puddle, relationships, sexy math, tesseract, two dimensional projection | 3 Comments

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The answer exists

She Smiles for the First Time

The colour of jealousy

The Year it Rained

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