Lost and found is my eureka! blog, my rediscovery of my short fiction and poetry submissions published in literary magazines and university literary journals some decades ago. Interspersed, occasionally, with more recent, hitherto unpublished pieces.
One by one they are called. Set before me the instruments of my intention. They are very well aware of the process. They come, obedient to my behest, but they silently protest their dismay in the procedure to be embarked upon, poor, dear put-upon creatures.
They are dishevelled and ill-groomed, their coats grown shaggy, disreputable as unkempt strays. This periodic required grooming of their runaway pelts presents me with no great pleasure, yet must be done.
They quiver, quail and wail. One might imagine that I recklessly wield a surgical scalpel on the verge of invasive surgery. Patiently, I snip, murmuring encouragement to my hairy scamps. Released from their enforced purgatory they appear as refined, elegant, presentable dawgs.
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