serial killers and surfboat crews
There’s going to be blood and misery out there, pain and humiliation; but after it’s all over some kind of kinship can develop between the sides.'
Posts from the ‘Avalon’ Category
Jan 24
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reuben and daphne
The wetsuit zipper strap didn’t survive Reuben’s sharp tug and it came away like a piece of cotton –
a summer story
Right now Doug decides to pull back the dressing on his ulcer for a looksee, and the swollen wound swallows half his hand before some babe wearing a black lace hanky strolls past, all silky wobble and perve. We observe the moment with a tranquil and hormonal grief as Ken retires into the dank shadows for another piss. Five an hour is the usual but who’s counting.
the variety club bus
Wherein sat young Jason Baldwin all packed up and alone in the backseat, strapped fast into an iron chair bolted solid into the steel chassis, sat there with his ten year-old head rested, twisted, and for every day of his short lived life jammed, no, pushed hard onto his right shoulder.
neville’s day
An attractive woman waiting in the air-conditioned luxury of a Mercedes 500SL for her husband to shower and change drew down her gold tipped cigarette in four long crackling pulls without taking her eyes off his back.
the neighbour’s boy
And after they have gone Max’s father patrols the dark streets and collects his own collateral, dumped surfboards. He usually collects a couple each year, and after three years of hard looking he found what looked like an old MP Fangtail, ridden to the death, but still in one yellowed and bruised piece.
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