Where am I? I looked around me. Cabbages everywhere! WHAT? This is ridiculous! Where am I? What am I doing amongst so many cabbages? I don’t understand… Ohhhhh, woe is me!   The cabbages beside me smile and their little cabbage eyes crinkle up. What? They’re alive? That’s absurd.   The sky is dark. Dark grey. It takes all the blue out of the light and everything appears brighter and more vibrant. I stare to the heavens and try to understand what I’m doing with all these brigh

Far away in a distant land the most prized of all things were their cabbages. The cabbages were spectacular and were grown in all colours...

‘I didn’t know where to look, I swear.’ ‘What do you mean? She couldn’t really have.’ ‘I tell you, she was sitting there, dressing gown hanging open, holding two massive cabbage leaves on her tits, snot all down her face, crying her eyes out. I don’t know if I was more embarrassed at the tits, or the snot.’ Shery’s eyes widen. ‘Ooh. I see.’ ‘You do, do you? I didn’t.’ ‘She must have mastitis.’ ‘Glad it all makes sense to you. I turned round on my heel straight up but she yell

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Detective inspector Jane Conway walked into the crime screen and immediately called her boss. “Commissioner, we have another cabbage.”...

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‘Cabbages cabbages where do you keep the cabbages,’ Chef blustered and bluffed his way through the storeroom. ‘You can’t make a slaw without cabbages.’ He grabbed the chicken, and cutting it into pieces, thrust it into the pot along with the garlic, onion and the sesame seeds, garnish, spice and soy.   The hot water was added and it all came to a bubbling brew while he dismembered the red cabbage and thrust the dices into the cauldron.   Adding salt, pepper and paprika he mix

Cockatoos forming Flight like snow falling, upward A song in reverse. White page like the snow Blue cabbages pocketed Ending at full stop.