Stuart Miller-Osborne

  • Introduction
Illustration of a bird flying.
  • The Language of Flowers

    Jane had always been fond of staircases She loved their elegance  Above all other things  I met her in a departmental store  We had arranged afternoon tea Our table was situated  At the foot of a staircase  A single red rose  In a narrow stemmed vase  Illuminated the vincents 

    February 19, 2025
  • Last Train to Garrison

    What time is the next train  Four Fifteen  Should that not be sixteen fifteen  We work on a twenty four hour clock now  Is it going to Garrison  All trains go to Garrison  Do you sell eggs  What makes you ask that  Because it is noted on the blackboard  Then I suppose we sell eggs  What […]

    February 19, 2025
  • Hate Crimes

    Joe  When I was in Canterbury I witnessed an incident  I suppose it was an amazing piece of theatre  In short there had been an altercation  Between a motorist and a lycra fascist  As far as I can see it was caused  When the chap in the car discovered  That he was being filmed by a camera  Which […]

    February 19, 2025
  • Mamy Blue

    Do you realise that there are two sets of twins in this room  Which one of you is the eldest  Elena  Elena is the eldest  You look very alike  Elena is taller than me  Not by much  I agree  Apart from gender Joe and Josie are identical  Raven eyes Raven hair Raven Looks  The Spanish and […]

    February 19, 2025
  • Joe & Josie

    Having been raised in Somerset it was something of a culture shock  His new parish was in Kew as like his father before him he had became a vicar  My father hoped that I would follow in his footsteps  I had considered this but there was a creative streak in me  My father recognised this and […]

    February 19, 2025
  • Joe & Josie

    Having been raised in Somerset it was something of a culture shock  His new parish was in Kew as like his father before him he had became a vicar  My father hoped that I would follow in his footsteps  I had considered this but there was a creative streak in me  My father recognised this and […]

    February 19, 2025
  • These are my Erotic Years

    I have known you forever Janice  But we have never been lovers It is better that way as you favour green girls  You are an unusual artist as you colour  Your pubic hair with organic dyes  The vary depending on the month  November is vio;et  December cimzon  January grey and son on  I photograph your lucuary mpund  And […]

    February 19, 2025
  • Chatting to Myself

    miller-osborne Stuart <stuartmilerosborne@gmail.com> Tue, Nov 26, 2024, 7:41 AM to me

    February 19, 2025
  • She Slays Me

    I have just moved into the flat of Viola Gresham  It is a large flat that overlooks Holland Park  And I am I think very happy here  Although I do find it strange  That the flat is so sparsely furnished It seems quite unloved  Viola pops in from time to time  But always seems distracted  I feel that she […]

    February 19, 2025
  • Impossible Object

    Many people who know me think that I am a cunt who is so far up his own arse that he cleans his teeth from the inside Joe Thank You Josie 

    February 19, 2025
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