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Notes:
1. Made on January 29th, 2022
Tales From The Town #42: David
He wakes. He eats. He washes. He eats.
He goes for a walk He sits on a bench. He eats.
He comes back from his walk. He sits on his sofa. He eats.
He watches a film. He reads a book. He eats.
He sleeps. He dreams. And in those dreams, he eats.
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Notes:
1. Written in May 2020
Tales From The Town #41: The Houseplant
They never watered it. They hadn’t even planted it. Yet still it grew. It was fascinating.
“How many times have I told you all to bring your dirty teacups downstairs?” Agnes said, as the vines curled up out of the mug and moved slowly to an arrhythmic beat. “Now look what’s happened.”
“It was Tina’s fault!” Claire said. “I don’t even drink tea.”
“Tina drinks tea,” Daniel said.
“And Claire drinks clay!” Ethel added with a giggle.
“I do not drink clay,” said Claire. “And even if I did at least I take my cups down to the kitchen! Unlike Tina! She’s too busy writing poetry!”
“Look, it doesn’t matter now whose fault it is,” said Agnes. “As long as it doesn’t happen again.”
“It won’t, Mum, I promise,” said Tina. “But can I keep it? I’ll feed it every day!”
“Okay,” Agnes said reluctantly. “But you’ll have to look after it carefully. It takes a lot of time and patience to nurture living things.
“Thanks, Mum!” Tina said excitedly. “I’ll feed it every day! I promise!”
In front of them, a thousand tiny mouths opened on the tips of the houseplant’s fronds and began to sing plaintively to its audience in dissonant harmonies.
“I wonder what it eats,” Claire said. “I bet it’s something disgusting.”
“Like maggots!” Ethel said.
“Or bananas!” Daniel shuddered.
“Well, I’m only going to feed it nice things,” said Tina.
“At least Claire’s safe,” Agnes said quietly. But not anywhere near quietly enough.
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Notes:
1. Written on June 7th, 2021
Tales From The Town #40: The Woman With Wings
Hana woke up one morning to find she had grown wings in the night. Not from her backs, as in the images of fairies she had obsessed over as a child, but in place of her arms.
At least her clothes would still fit, Hana thought idly to herself, as she admired her delicate plumage in the mirror. But how she was going to do the buttons up on her shirts now she had feathers instead of fingers she really did not know.
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Notes:
1. Written on May 26th, 2021
The Pen Lid Rainbow
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Notes:
1. Made on 15th January, 2022
2. I got out of bed to make this in the middle of the night for some reason