A piece of micro-fiction, by me.
When Jessica speaks, it is all too easy to imagine skipping through post-industrial wasteland, high on night-nurse, jumping puddles of chemical sludge while chasing lost rabbits. Sometimes she catches me: I blame a childhood wasted watching MTV for the depletion of my concentration span.
Lying in gutters looking at the stars in a post-industrial wasteland is actually quite illuminating. But chasing lost rabbits gets you into all kinds of trouble. That being said, the Tea Party is fun.
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