My Diary: Worm

June discovered that she had broken her hand.‭ ‬We were both standing in bags of wet cement at the time.‭ ‬I had to pull a fish out of my pocket and make a phone call.‭ ‬It was a quiet day with the flags on the roof bringing up a family of refugees and the cardboard version of me surreptitiously making notes on a piece of paper in his pocket.

Worm

Worm

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