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#FOWC Hail

In one of the summer holidays when I was at University, my aunt and uncle got me a job at a peach orchard not far from their home and said I could stay with them. I started off down in the orchard - those long surprisingly dark aisles of burgeoning foliage. I always found them … Continue reading #FOWC Hail →

abigfatcanofworms Climate Change, nature, Personal Reflection 8 Comments November 19, 2020 2 Minutes

Power & Subplots

Today I was going through our filing cabinet and, amongst all the paperwork, I found a story I submitted during my time at University. I was given a Credit ++ and the tutor wrote two or three blandly positive comments next to the grade. At the time, I assume I accepted this the way you … Continue reading Power & Subplots →

abigfatcanofworms Personal Reflection 10 Comments November 18, 2020November 18, 2020 1 Minute

Maltese x ?

I'm here to endorse the occasional error, the mix-up, the whoopsie, the "what've-I-done?". Some are a pain or a little bit costly but some are hilarious, useful or fun. Some peccadilloes take months to be realized and others cause laughter right there on the spot like my friend whose kitchen plan boasted "panty space" or … Continue reading Maltese x ? →

abigfatcanofworms Personal Reflection 2 Comments November 13, 2020 1 Minute

You Can’t Arrest My Words

What I mean is; beware the young lawyer who starts twisting words in pretzels or splitting them open with the casualness of fruit. "Unpacking" he calls it - he's young and sort of pleading but I wear the gauntlet and I hold my advantage - the conviction of honesty with no reason to lie. He … Continue reading You Can’t Arrest My Words →

abigfatcanofworms Personal Reflection 5 Comments November 12, 2020 1 Minute

the meeting

https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/79388113/posts/3013994420 in the meeting she tells me about how i should be doing this and that with my son and every night just five minutes that's all she asks this woman is young and professional with a quiet voice but i don't feel quiet i feel like a pressure cooker like the bubbles inside me … Continue reading the meeting →

abigfatcanofworms Personal Reflection 10 Comments November 10, 2020November 10, 2020 1 Minute

If I were Donald…

If my name were Donald and I liked golf I too would find a good shadowy cap and arm myself with a 3 iron and walk over the greens authoritatively It's a maelstrom out there; a swampy suckhole and, without being hysterical about it, I feel safer letting my lawyer do the talking. Who knew?

abigfatcanofworms Personal Reflection, politics 3 Comments November 9, 2020 1 Minute

Worldometers

To watch those peaky mountains in fearsome upward climb day after trending day... such impersonal numbers until you consider the quiet funerals and prolific wreaths - concentric blue rings of arcing grief. Will the ripples one day collide and splinter this facade of unquiet peace?

abigfatcanofworms covid19, Personal Reflection 5 Comments November 7, 2020 1 Minute

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