Here is an extract from Dr. Black and the Village of Stones, which was published in Electric Velocipede last year:
beef-flakes fell from the clear sky; a thick shower, on the ground, draped in trees, hanging on fences mutton or venison lung-tissue shower of frogs darkened the sky and covered the earth very young minnows, fishes, falling in a straight line, in a space not more than a metre square or grain which the goats ate and women ground into flour, made burebrot, decent, but not of the highest quality dried spawn of some reptile, doubtless the frog each drop was made up of many thin red blood river worms with transparent bodies stones from the clouds caterpillars, over beyond the shoulder of the mountain more extreme: eggs; barrels of sugar; falls of salt; butter; ham; a typewriter