a live mammal
Bio
a bad animal crawled out of some damp undergrowth and now having a go on the computer
Stories (1/0)
Unreal City
In those days I escaped to London, walking fast down the long King's Cross platform with music blasting in my headphones, out onto dirty roads longer than I'd ever seen in the relentless heat of the summers, where I'd go to friends' houses I never remembered in patchworks across the city, deciding on my favourite tube lines (the Jubilee, for its vast cement wells you could rattle up and down in and shiny metal doors with perfect Hollywood opening) and getting lost on the ones I hated (the Metropolitan, bomb shelter tubes after which reading anything in maroon causes my mind to empty itself of all sense of direction) and waiting sullenly at 24-hour kiosks run by grinning men while my friends arrived home to let me in, perpetually late.
By a live mammal5 years ago in Wander