Dog. My dog is a little bitch – a chocolate drop of a creature, sweet and domestic, when she’s minded. But sometimes she is a sharp-clawed ball of instinct and indignation. Why can’t she dig up the raised beds or gnaw on the school shoes? My food should be hers and, indeed, will be if […]
Imbolc – 117 words
Parliament – 96 words
Parliament. Owls would be much better. We have a parliament of liars and sneaks who squark loudly, flail their feathers and fling mud in the face of the truth hoping that no one will notice how far they fall short. What huge heads on narrow shoulders to think themselves special enough to deserve parties while […]
