Category Archives: Mostly Micro

I’m Glad He’s Gone

Posted on November 9, 2020 by crispina kemp

I bequeath to you my best left shoe These past ten years I’ve had no use of it What use when I’ve no foot to put in it? When your father pushed me over the railings at the zoo He … Continue reading →

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Oh, Not Again

Posted on November 1, 2020 by crispina kemp

Oh, there she goes again Making like she’s not a big pain Limping like she’s bloody well lame “What’s the matter, lovey, can’t you keep up?” “You know I’m not well.” Yea, yea, yea, now whirl your arms and hug … Continue reading →

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CCC103: Annie’s House

Posted on October 29, 2020 by crispina kemp

Annie’s colleagues didn’t like her. She was stern, they said; she never smiled. Yet with me, she was fine. She invited me to dinner, after work one Friday night. “What the…!” I said when I saw where she lived. She nodded, … Continue reading →

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This Slice of Light

Posted on October 26, 2020 by crispina kemp

Dark, my bed beneath the world Dark But wait What glimmering? What minor lifting of gloom? It slithers, this slither of light This slice that intrudes, that doesn’t belong. But whence it comes, this fabulous crescent? Has it fallen from … Continue reading →

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CCC102: The Long-Shanks

Posted on October 22, 2020 by crispina kemp

“Mally!” His cousin, deep-voiced, called him. “Mally, come on, stop hiding. Me and the boys are going out on the lake.” Malcolm wanted to call in return, not to venture out there. But to alert the others was to give … Continue reading →

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Waking Asleep

Posted on October 19, 2020 by crispina kemp

A nightmare, I know it is I’m LUCID dreaming I can wake from it I struggled to wake I woke in my bed NO! Not my bed I’m dreaming again I struggled to wake I woke in my bed NO! … Continue reading →

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That’s Tantamount to Heresy

Posted on October 12, 2020 by crispina kemp

He said my suggestion was asinine. I asked him why. He said it doesn’t conform to the accepted theory. I said what if that theory is wrong? No, he said, that is truly asinine. But what about that body of … Continue reading →

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CCC99: The Greys. Again.

Posted on October 1, 2020 by crispina kemp

The bus trundled on through the rain, through a peopleless landscape. Where would their journey end? And who was driving this bus? Rosemary asked those passengers nearest. Had they seen? Someone called back from the front, “I caught a glimpse … Continue reading →

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CCC97: Fishing

Posted on September 17, 2020 by crispina kemp

“What are you after?” I asked as I passed the boy and his mother. “Bass,” said the boy. “Mullet,” said the mother. “What have you caught?” I asked. “Nothing,” said the mother. “The mullet won’t bite,” the boy said. “And … Continue reading →

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CCC96: Wanted, a Kindly Person

Posted on September 10, 2020 by crispina kemp

Grandma’s house. But Grandma was dead, that house was now mine. It wasn’t set in the village, wasn’t easily accessible. It sat at the end of an overgrown footpath, all nettles and thistles and brambles. Grandma’s goat had kept it … Continue reading →

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