 | It was a typical hot tropical Malaysian day accompanied by a typical Malaysian island scene, dark volcanic sand, green South China Sea, and tall swaying palms.  | |
 | A rusty spring bursts from the bank holiday morning as if from an old mattress, a dirty day I want over so’s I can get on with the funny business of dying with that familiar double-act, remorse and shame. | |
 | Have you ever sat in the cinema, or at a dinner table, or in a meeting, and wanted to open your mouth and scream? |
Pulp.net - Fiction
The Online Home of New Fiction
November 2008
