Friday, 7 January 2011

Stone #4

The plump, purply pigeon plonks himself down outside my window and stares in as though it’s me who’s strange.


  1. This sentence deserves a lovely illustration, as if in a children's book. Funny how one person's creative thread stitches into another's. "The plump purple pigeon, Professor Paltry, stares at me as though I am strange. I am strange. I have a pigeon teaching me calculus and a possum teaching me violin."

  2. Lol! They do that to me too. :O)


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