Underwater Love Pt. 1

This must be underwater love, the way I feel. I’ve watched every Salad Fingers documentary and now whenever I think about dark green leafy vegetables I feel nauseous. Kev says it’s started to affect my pigmentation. Kev’s full of whack. Don’t listen to him. Last night, at the crack of dusk, Kev and I erected a totem pole, crafted by Kev’s deft hand from Polish … Continue reading Underwater Love Pt. 1

The Uniformity of Haricot Beans

He undid his waistcoat. He took off his shoes and knee-length socks. He was a peculiar fellow. Full to the brim with idiosyncrasies, refreshing to all those who knew him. He unbuttoned his floral shirt and allowed the cooling breeze to breathe coolly over his supple chest. His abdominal hairs thanked him for it. Chiming in, his homeostatic glands heaved a sigh of immense relief. … Continue reading The Uniformity of Haricot Beans