Ruffled Russell was a poor soul.
Outside he looked just like everyone else:
A little body
A white body.
But inside he felt empty.
Ruffled Russell knew all sorts of ways to fill himself up.
But all these things just seemed to go in one end… and straight out the other.
Ruffled Russell was missing something. He just wasn’t sure what. So he decided to go and find out.
© Mary Paulson-Ellis 2013