iamhyperlexic

Contemporary short fiction, poetry and more

The world’s worst beginning

There are some kinds of merchandise, such as gold, or oil, or opium poppies, that people will travel to the  ends of the earth for – kill, lie, pimp, steal and cheat for – but there is one product that only a righteous, honest and unwavering man can control – a man as straight and upright as the stalks of the living plant itself: that commodity is West Yorkshire Forced Rhubarb.

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