Marty Smith



Bloody well doing

What do you think you’re bloody well doing? It’s obscene. Let’s stop this monster exploding right now. Its glass throws up a sharp and cutting light you know, colossal columns and monuments and Money to Remember Them. We do remember …

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Radar

I eat my learning all up; except maths. I mash it into my potatoes, paste it under the table. I am eight. I hold all the cards. I will sit there all night. I will never climb down. Dad lets …

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