Possum was wondering what he should do about the hole in his roof. He sat and wondered a very long time. Then he decided to have an Unbirthday party. He invited his only two friends Hedgehog and Chick. Yes (he thought) I will break out my last bottle of celery root wine and we’ll all drink a toast! Well. When Hogg and Chick got there, he decided to drink the wine himself. After all, it was a very small bottle and it was, after all, his last one. Hogg even pointed out that they had brought him Unbirthday gifts, and “I had to bring my very kid, my kid. No babysitter tonight.” But Possum just farted, scratched his head, and took to thinking about that hole again.
Painting by Russian illustrator Cornacchia
Lee Dunn has been writing since the age of 18, but found that work got in the way for the ensuing 48 years. In his home town of Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he reveled in his independence at an early age, and spent as much time as he could exploring the city’s Arts scene. He was introduced to poetry and prose by the works of two literary giants, namely J.R.R. Tolkien and J.W. Lennon and thence fell in love with the written word. His work includes poetry, short fiction, and personal essays, and ranges in theme from the surreal to the horrific, nostalgic, and themes on the human condition. He has been published on Spillwords.com, The Dark Poets Club, Journal of Undiscovered Poets, Crepe & Penn Literary magazine, and the Shelburne Free Press.