As she placed his plate in front of him, he smiled warmly, excited to dig into his meal consisting of a tender human steak, mash potatoes and green beans.
“This smells lovely dear, where did you get the meat?” The man asks as he stabs the steak and glides his knife through the flesh.
The woman smiles as she pours herself a glass of Riesling, filling it almost to the top. She avoids the question...
Little cow, little moo where are you going to?
The grass is green, you can graze serene, if you keep your feet on the ground.
Don’t let yourself float away to the moon, or you’ll miss the flowers under your feet that bloom.
Please don’t fly away soon, we need you here to help us grow.
Chew your grass, tell us the things you know.
Little cow, little moo, please don’t go....
They lift their head from their mattress on the ground. Holding themselves tight from the confines of the jacket.
Their hair a mess, sticking up from every angle. Saliva clings to their chin from the deep sleep they had just awoke.
Their vision swirls from a blur to clarity as the large glass panel comes into focus. They get to their feet and stumble towards it.
Pressing their face against the ...
He hid in the bushes as the lights approached. Swearing profusely under his breath as his heart pounded against his rib cage.
Thorns scratched his face as he pushed himself deeper into the shadows.
The lights became brighter as they closed in on his location, he murmurs a quick prayer as they pass him.
Relief and confusion overwhelm him as he steps out of the bush covered in thorns and leaves....
On the first visit they were suitably reassured.
On the second they were uncertain.
On the third they were sceptical.
On the fourth they were frustrated.
On the sixth they were maddened.
On the seventh they were distraught.
On the eighth they were in tears.
On the ninth they were pleading.
There wasn’t a tenth visit....
The harsh crunch of the ice with each step as she carried herself forward. The soft flakes of snow coating her lashes and decorating her hair as a white cloud of breath escaped her blue lips.
She held herself tight as she shivered, despite the numerous layers she’d dressed in.
Her eyes darting in every direction, looking for a glimpse, a shadow, something as she tried calling out, but found eac...
A distorted ceiling as she lay within the bath water, holding her breath. Allowing all her darkest thoughts to wash over her until she can’t hold her breath any longer.
She emerges with a gasp as she coughs up the water, after catching her breath she pulls herself out. Water dripping down her naked body, puddling on the bath mat, soaking in and squelching under her feet.
She pats herself dry be...
Okay so I broke their wand? Big deal! They were asking for it. I don’t see why I have to be punished for doing the world a favour, I mean Sally Sunflower should not be using a wand.
She doesn’t even know how to flap her wings properly let alone grant wishes.
If you ask me she should just add sap to her legs and become a pollinator like the bees.
Do something useful with her life.
Camp is so ...
The sun has got its hat on, that’s what they used to say.
The human race used to work and play in the light of day.
But now they lock themselves in at home.
Avoiding its warm rays.
Now the sun sighs as it leaves its hat behind.
The sun grew weary of seeing men squander its light.
It thinks to itself how it isn’t right that the human race should waste away.
When it could be enjoying the li...
