Buy the book

Hi, my name is Lev. It’s three days since I bought a book. Hi Lev. I buy books like other people eat meals. It's almost as if I have no understanding of my own mortality, or how time works. These, as of a couple of weeks ago, were my 'to read' piles. Yes, piles. I've … Continue reading Buy the book


Bird rage

I never feel my week has truly started until I've been repeatedly told to fuck off by an angry stranger. Judged on those terms, my week starts at 9.22 on Monday evening. The man – sixtyish, white, ruddy-faced – is angry. That much is clear. His train (it’s my train too, but that’s by the … Continue reading Bird rage