Daily story, June 6, 2025
The crab claw snipped at my toe and the sea came rushing in, salting me all through. They are illusory, imaginary, these borders between us and the world. But it stings like buggery when the world gets through them.
The crab claw snipped at my toe and the sea came rushing in, salting me all through. They are illusory, imaginary, these borders between us and the world. But it stings like buggery when the world gets through them.