Prompts 31 July

There was an old woman who

She woke too soon

There is little grass, dust rises off the playing fields

How wide this bed has become

I am dreaming of simple things, china teacups

There is a pale blue light

I was wondering about Moscow. What do you think?

We could keep chickens

Should I scream or just sigh?

They are cancelling trains everywhere

What about Formica?

Old, bitter, her face at a wet window

TAG

I hear the torturer loves his little cat

Cut me a hole

Summer Soup

I like it on my allotment. Spuds, Carrots, Beans

Gonna go to town

I would like to be in a book, page 28, the suicide

Carnation

The occasional festival

Something about paper but I didn't really understand

The thirteenth hour