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Dippy Bit

I slice the top off my soft-boiled breakfast egg and watch as the little crackly bits start to cave in. But its a start-stop moment. Most of the cracklies find themselves held back by a sticky membrane. Have the cracklies been saved from a great fall into a disaster zone, or have they beenContinue reading “Dippy Bit”

Table 24

Stencilled on flowers. And a silver spoon. Scooping up the yolk from a golden flower. I feel the sun in my gullet, pick up my pencil and write. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, September 2018

Golden Eggs

Eggs sizzling in the rivers of fat from the bacon, sausages and black pudding of others As they pile on the pounds that threaten to consume them, to suck them into their own vortex, their own centre of gravity, the iris of the self. A black dot contracting and expanding.Continue reading “Golden Eggs”