he dies with his hands on the throat of some whore, no chance to register ‘”What…?’ before
a baby girl cries, lifted from her mother’s thighs. Karma on her trail.
Another time for girls, back then, she’s boiled alive, again and again, insults, drudgery, beatings, forcings, labours, losses. She ensures her daughter understands a woman’s worth
less
and the daughter teaches this to her son, who shares it with every one of them he meets, until one night
Nick Black manages two small public libraries in North London. His writing has been published in lit mags including Entropy, Jellyfish Review, (b)OINKzine, the Lonely Crowd, Open Pen, Train Lit Mag and Funhouse, He tweets about things he likes as @fuzzynick.