Brainwyrms

by Alison Rumfitt

you couldn’t just veto out of womanhood because you didn’t like the smell of it you little cunt the world is not a place you make the world is a place you are made by,

What was that fucking Leonard Cohen line again? “There are cracks in everything … that’s how the light gets in”? Well, that wasn’t realistic. When there are cracks in everything, it suggests a fundamental fragility.

Everything’s going to be fine from here on out, because we’re all in this together, and we’re all ready to open our hearts and accept that it’s falling to pieces. We’re all going to die in pain, or worse. We might not die at all. We might live through it. Hold my hand and come with me into the dark.