GUEST POST // Lockdown, Mate by Harry Wilding — unbolt me

I. —ckfuckfuckfuckfuck Jeremy enters Victoria shopping centre with a bladder primed to burst trying his best to walk normally even though he knows he looks like one of those racewalkers not quite running not quite walking with those strangely snake-like hips fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck he should have just gone at his mum’s but what if he’d made […]

GUEST POST // Lockdown, Mate by Harry Wilding — unbolt me