I once tried to eat a wasp’s nest. The punt at the bottom reminded me of how, the bigger the indent on the bottle of wine, the better it tastes. It had looked quite appetising; I’d skipped lunch earlier. Biting into it was like cracking open the world’s worst Kinder Surprise. The wasps were more…
Creative Writing / 19/01/2021 Between Christmas and the New Year
(CW: Mentions of death) the please-come-home-for-christmas radio, the fairytale-of-new-york radio, the ave-maria radio is a time machine is a corpse is just static in the air like damp pine needles and frost. a stag is not a god. a god is not an animal staggering away from a festive-music-radio-corpse. a stag is a deer...
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