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Terrible Openings I Paid For
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
They showed her how to eat wood
Susan is crushed after years of coming home to her boyfriend’s crying. Her emotions feel like glass. She has a job that abuses rather than nurtures, her employer doesn’t want to invest in people, he wants a battery. As she … Continue reading
Posted in Flash, Photography, Prose Poetry
Tagged ammonia excretion, ball, battery people, bed bunny, Benjamin F Jones, cider, Creative writing, crushed, crushing job, eating wood, emotions, flash fiction, granny grey, graphite bunny, invest in people, isopod, mental health, micro-fiction, peer group, prose poetry, relationships, sowbugs, tears, the battery people, trundlebug, woodlice, woodlouse, writing
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A Man Trapped in the Instant of Falling
The car is parked and I’m in the driver’s seat. People swirl with bags of clothes and toys for pets. Flat pack furniture washes against the paint work. In the rear mirror I see you’re asleep. I don’t know who … Continue reading
Posted in Prose Poetry
Tagged absence, absent bunny, amnesia, Benjamin F Jones, car park, child, children, danger sudden drop, depersonalisation, DPD, driver, father, fatherhood, flash, flat pack furniture, forget who I am, forgetting, graphite bunny, memory and recall, memory loss, mental health, mental states, newborn, parenting, prose poem, retail park, Retrograde amnesia, semisomnia, semisomnium, sleep, sleeplessness, snapshot, tired, vignette
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I cut a slice
November crisps puddles and steam rises vertically from air conditioning. I cut a slice of pie from the window’s wet and look out onto the woodworm streets. At the corner a girl in cut-offs bitches at her boyfriend and shivers … Continue reading
Posted in Snapshots
Tagged abuse, air conditioning, anxiety, belittling, Benjamin F Jones, condensation, creative prose, Creative writing, damp, damp house, domestic abuse, graphite bunny, hunched, insecurity, laughter, mental abuse, mental health, November, observation bunny, prose poem, prose poetry, self-actualisation, snapshot, view from my window, view from my window execise, vignette
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