Micromonomania

Yesterday, to celebrate the launch of my new book, Mono, I invited Twitter users to tweet me pictures, which I turned into monochrome oneirographs, adding a brief text, in the style of the book. What follows are the micro Mono pieces that I tweeted as a result. 

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You found your hand in a bird cage. Dr Mort had put it there. Your fingers chirped. 

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In last night’s dream Eve put her hands over your eyes and Dr Mort stuck nails in you. 

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Cats adore you. When you’re sleeping they hiss at the vampires gathering at your window. 

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His spies disguise themselves as birds. Never feed them. 

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You work the machinery of the clouds. Your face distils pleasantries into poisons. 

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You tried to write a factual report, but it was impossible. Dr Mort rolled his eyes. 

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When you were nine years old Mr Punch sent you to work in the derelict factory. 

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In last night’s dream you made a black hole out of coat hangers. It was child’s play. 

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Serge’s plot depended on the presence of a cat, which was to be kept in a lead box. 

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Under the microscope, everything looks like history. The present loses definition. 

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In the dark room, everything multiplies. The faces stop being faces. 

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