the shape was a lower case ‘l’
or maybe a tick
a bit of lettuce
made of plastic
:in a pile of my spit on the wall at OSTKREUZ
think thin plastic
like you could stretch it around but
it would retain its shape unless
you stretched it too much
I was wearing a HD camera
strapped to my head and
looking through the viewfinder
I had made a very good/not very good
attempt at fitting in
I touched it to make sure
very gently so it
wouldn’t freak everyone out
but everyone was
already pretty freaked out
Thomas Huntington is a writer from Melbourne, Australia. He has written for Grattan Street Press, Apocalypse Confidential, Post-Human Magazine as well as a column for Bruiser Magazine. He is the founder and indentured servant of Soyos Books.
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