Each day my skin is-more translucent. Matched by a new suit, blacker than the last. I lick at breakfast fat that drips off my tongue. Angry at any sweat that dares to mar my smarm…
Author
Andrew Minhinnick

Andrew Minhinnick
I'm a poet and fiction writer who has had short stories and poems published in Visual Verse and Poetry24. I'm currently working on a novella about the fall of London.
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Balloon of limp form and bluster. Noxious container, lighter-than-air. It’s attack, just to drown-out opposition. Real people impact, it waves away care…