I aint never seen anyone sleep like that, so still and wax, like a crumble with glass eyes – only I can’t see her eyes, can I, cause she’s sleeping. Is this how they sleep in fairyland? Up high off the floor, atop a soft thing only made for sleeping in. All rumpled in pillows and blankets, all bu...
Out in the street a little bird bounced along the footpath, pecking up invisible crumbs. It didn’t seem to care about the world around it – the busy shopping strip and the people dashing by. It just hopped out of the way and kept pecking, as if it didn’t even know how small and crushable it was. ...