The Flowers of Greenland

The Daisies were up to something. Recently a larger deployment of their guard had been posted around Parliament Garden. ‘Autumn is never kind to us’ one of the Petunias standing watch coughed wearily. His petals were beginning to wilt from a more than a month spent on the nightwatch. ‘No season is.’ replied a fellow Petunia … Continue reading The Flowers of Greenland →

The Nebulous They and Thoughts on the Ibis

To those who are concerned. They’d cut the water off. I’ve never met whoever a them really is, the collective that assembled to maintain civilisation, fueled by paperwork and a perpetual need to do something for eight hours a day. I’m sure that they all have names, they often do: Mack; Alice; Jebson; Tim, anything is possible. … Continue reading The Nebulous They and Thoughts on the Ibis →