I open this page and think of a couple words to start with, then I type without stopping till I have a paragraph.Then I press publish. No pausing. No editing. (I fix up the spelling and the odd bit of punctuation to make it more in line with what my brain was thinking and my fingers were trying to type, but I don't add or remove any words) ........... Find LITTLE VISIONS VOL 1 in audiobook and zine format at https://bridesofchrist.bandcamp.com/album/little-visions-vol-1-audiobook
Thursday, November 2, 2017
I WAS IN MIAMI
I was in Miami, waiting by the airstrip for the Cubans to arrive. I wished I hadn't worn my emoto-colour-changing trousers. A drug deal like this always makes me nervous, and the colour of my trousers would reveal my deepest fears to them. I had to be in a state of deep meditation and keep the trousers a cool, sky blue. Their jeep arrived, dust blowing in the wind behind it. I gritted my teeth and focused on that calm blue.
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