sharkyharpy

billie sits on the exam table,hearing "weunn ee PEES eeell ae OUCH!,annn ieee star ts cryennnng". billie picks up a book.tomas tde trainy looks back at him from the pages. "mummy!mummy!lookook!tomaz go-goooo!!!!!!!!!!" "yeah,billie,thomas is going really,really fast to save the doggie there,ok,so we need to catch a bladder sample?he had apple juice on the way over,a good and rare happening...ok,thank you!" bille and his mother leave the exam room with the 'garafffff' wall paper and walk down the hall to a room with little purple monkeys on the walls.the lightfixture has a BIGG purple monbkey on it!.as billie's mother flips the lights on,b

as i perambulated the alley,a rat's sillhoette zimphed accross the picture my mind was trying to make of the alley.my eyes darted to follow it,marking its point of disappearance.i went over to the drain,squatted down. i dunno what it is with me and rats;we've always had a sort of wordless affinity for eachother,it used to freak my mother out so badly.i'd be down in back of our 19th ave appartment playing with them,teaching them (or tricking them into) tricks.there was zis one,rangy to me,that would run around madly kissing the others if i told him,"go zeegy-zeega,rangy,zeegy- zeega! ".he wasn't the only mental one.like i sais,this freaked my

My favorite artist as a little kid was my mum,though I had no notion of this; she was never seriously involved in it, but I suspect having too much spare time as a kid  and loving horses to obsession (hereditary, perhaps?) helped  develop her sklls to such a formidable level. There's still a picture of me from when I was about 7 or 8 years old. It was just a simple pencil sketch, and took maximum all of a half hour.It's good enough to have been used as a sub for a missing persons sketch.And that is after she was about 8 years out of practice if not more (aside from drawing me horses, that is). I should ask her to draw again; it'll be the fi

You save a spider by caring that it's alive you may be rather deterred by its eight tappity legs or find its eith-of-an-inch mandibles not at all endearing You save a spider by knowing it to be fellow lifekind You save a spider and go on to save many many more go on to save the plantain by the mailbox go on to save a tree go on to save a forest,a mountain, a river,a stranger,a bird,yourse

Will waved a greeting to the various callers at the Gaedon Pint as he made his way toward the kitchen ( his pseudonym for bedchamber). "Oh,Willie-o, come an' 'ave one with us, will yeh? Get it? WILL yeh?" A pint familiar broke into raucious laughter , backslapping one of his drinking mates overenthusiastically and making him lose his fresh-gained mouthful of meade back into his waiting mug. "What'd y'say? Sleep calls so loudly I can hardly hear aught else," said Will, and with a wink-grin, he ducked into the back. The kitchen maid, Arien, noticed and acknowledged Will in the same glance as she kneaded. " I'd go to bed if I were you, She's

*             *             * I walk out the door, nearly blind to the dark, I know the way, though. Left out into a , into the biggest yard space, where it is the middle of a gentle hill.My bare feet joyfully catch the  dew. I breath deep, smell the air. The after-an-all-day-drizzle air. Sniff, scent it more. I caress low-hanging maple leaves to my face, share their rain residue with ultimate pleasure, breath deep,smelling. Kiss the leaf, smell again. I bend to the earth, smelling. I bend again, burying my face in the wet grass, washing my face in dew. Kiss. Ultimate pleasure in my love, my home. I smell the maple leaves again. A bright