RANDOM 8/11/05

They looked everywhere but couldn’t find a copy of the book. They said they had four of them on the shelves. They scratched their heads. On reflection they knew the censor had been in that day and removed them. That was the way it was going all over. Shrinking info. Prohibiting access.

Winter setting in bleak. The floorboards pop and creak. Children cry on their way to school – some are scared. Others stamp and challenge each other to mock duels on the pavement, dull spikes, fake arrows.