Greek vs. Greek

Dazed by hunger, passing one Tesco town after another. The great secret of these places is their void of a future. Nothing would actually happen there in thirty or forty years time. The malls and new-builds would be bulldozed and forgotten much sooner than that. With supermarket trolleys jutting out of the Thames mud. Objects indiscriminately laid out in the circumference of an invisible circle, without focus or centre. A world belonging to old men with ale-udders, mismatched sports jackets and beige chinos.
– from “Burial Customs”, one of a number of new short stories I’m working on. I’m hoping to complete a book-length edition of these, plus a musical collaboration of the article’s name, by the end of the summer…

%d bloggers like this: