Do not slight the earthworm

EARTHWORMS Pink entrails of the earth rise, half-drowned, all-blind and writhing. How unthinking and stupid these no-brained are! Useless and flaccid after rain clogs their soil-bed and the scatter to the paths to be baked by the sun, eaten by birds and laughed at by big mouths above pounding feet fed by the 1,750,000 other

Impatience

roll out AstroTurf Pitch the Goalposts. Upon it play the game. It rasps your knees. Nowhere can you poke your finger in the soil and the earthworms cannot breathe. — Find me on Twitter. I tweet as @BeadedQuill