The Spicy Cauldron

hocus, pocus & abracadabra by the pet portraits artist & author of WOOF! & CHICKENS AS PETS

Poem // The Ring

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It’s cold, winter’s arse-end.
The ring on the windowsill,
never worn again.

Author: Andrew S. Hinkinson

I have acolytes. We eat quiche. We will fight the Anti-Quiche and its dark summoner as foretold in well-cooked prophecies contained within the Book of Delia. I write poetry, stories, rustle up a little political prose and generally lark about with chickens and friends. I enjoy life more and more as time goes by. I've got books for sale. Buy them. They're very good. Ask an acolyte!