three stories not about birds: crane 2052
He had too many cranes to flock on his windowsill, so a few days earlier he had borrowed a slim piece of wire and stacked them all on it, piercing them through the crests of their backs like beads.
Topic
the spout universe
stories all set in the same post-apocalypse. (an engineered bacterium dissolved all our plastics.)
four stories not about fruit: apple
I go to rinse out my teacup and look out of the kitchen window. My good ash-handled iron fork is upright, kicked down into the earth at the edge of my calendula bed. I wonder who will bring it indoors before rain if I can't.
three stories not about birds: gull 2029
Miriam rolled back over to look up at the deepening sky, holding her notebook on her belly with both hands. "I miss looking things up."
"That's why you robbed the libraries."
w13: sunday review
well, it's been a quiet week here in lake hooksforeverything.
things i intended to do and did:
* cleared the conservatory tables and started peas and cucumber seeds;
* removed spiteful comments from my assignment and uploaded;
* kept my phone in greyscale all week (except for that ten minutes I