We were in the hot spot. Father slipped out of the army. New life emerged in the new city. Skeleton trees. Buttery sunsets. When father found the new job at the...
Neurodivergent and nomadic, Marcus Silcock teaches high school in Barcelona and co-edits surreal-absurd for Mercurius magazine. His poetry has been translated into Slovak, Turkish, Polish and Danish. Recent stories have appeared in Broken Antler, Bruiser, Hobart, Unbroken, Right Hand Pointing, and Your Impossible Voice. His book of microfictions and prose poems, Dream Dust, is available from Broken Sleep Books. Find out more at www.nevermindthebeasts.com