Slips of sentences in the Notes app on my phone. A letter I wrote to a lover. Dialogue between brothers, one holding a bear. A young girl stares down a snarling dog. Two people have unconventional sex in a London flat, while foxes play in the concrete yard.
These are how my stories start. A whispering from another realm, one of magic and myth, narrative …
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