Mr Harris, The Broken Printer Poet Of Dunkery Hill

January 13, 2026 #bsky, #fiction, #short fiction, #short story

Mr Harris, The Broken Printer Poet Of Dunkery Hill
Little is known of this desperately pale and surprisingly lyrical ghost aside from his habit of walking the bridleways and lanes of the Devon-Somerset border, lugging around a 2002 Epson Stylus Photo 820 Inkjet Printer and asking, “Does anyone know where I can get this piece of shit fixed?” Other distinguishing features include a birthmark on his trousers and a habit of handing out verse - all reluctantly written in longhand - to any attractive woman he encounters, with the announcement, “You remind me most uncannily of my dear, departed Madeleine. I composed these lines for her in 1998 but they could just as easily apply to you, right here today.”

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