Regular Movement

The cough dropped. It tasted of lemon.He spat it out. A frog followed after, leaping out of his throat. ‘You are ident-scanned. Egg-head 52 from the Pick-Up; material from the loom stitched with needles culled from The Pinnacle.’ ‘Thanks, this was registered…

I kind of siloed this for a year. Why? Well, I kind of had the notion that I would enshrine the notion of Regular Movement into my regular writing, and work to keep in writing at least once a day for something.…