” As we slowed down, narrowly avoiding her as she danced to the tune in her head, kicking her overgrown shoes with the unbridled passion of a ballet dancer, we saw her family. Perched on a crusty, pre-owned mattress— laying dormant against an anonymous wall. Her Father was resting his head back against the brickwork, exhausted. His blistered, shaky hand was holding a cut open McDonalds cup up flaccidly, in case anyone bothered to look down..”
“We sat there for a while and silently nodded our heads with the music, although it could’ve been the Czech beer doing most of the nodding, you couldn’t help but notice the immovable proud smile that was across his face as his lyrics vibrated into the stratosphere.”
2018 The allure of release, A loathing of peace. Detach your mind Let the reigns fall, Answer the instincts’ beckoned call. Staring through a darkened night, I call your flicker To spark my sight. ————————— […]
“…suddenly, the true brutes had shown themselves. The immediate wave of visceral disgust of being spat on was wrestling with the newfound disgust of hearing the words uttered under the veneer of ‘civility’. “
Minimum Wage Wanderer 