The Man with the Backpack
The man with the backpack stands next to us on the train every morning pretending to read his book. We spend the seven minute journey to school trying to make him laugh or sigh, or, if we put on a really good show, glance up from his fake reading with an incredulous look. It’s an […]
Rebranding Boredom: How boredom can be a commercial venture
The patient cocks his thumbs out and draws his fists to his chest. Music tinkles in the back of the advert as the camera retreats and he turns, with his penis tucked between his legs, his hands performing a charade of nipples. Other patients flick at a light switch and a fountain of water is [&helli
Coleridge Called from Venus [Last Night’s Dream]
The yellowblue was chanting loud, And sulphurbubbled steam did scream Through all the shifting waves of mist Above an algid stream. Both dank and ocean claimed the land, When, coiling through the acrid sludge And beaming through the sullen soil Mr Worm did trudge. A SWAN came in with p