FRUITION – Kobo eBook

It’s mankind’s destiny to spend eternity having its slave force do random crap like build pyramids and put dudes on the moon. Occasionally a nerd has a particularly nasty brain fart and invents something like an atom-bomb along the way. The present is distilled ennui, the future is going to be dreadful, and the past is stuff we don’t like to talk about around the dinner table. All in all, it’s hell in a wicker basket. A bag of second bananas. A pitiful display of stunted minds and objectified bodies. And far, far back in the peanut gallery, is a zoo of mewling souls. Here are three short stories I wrote whilst in a quasi-fugue state, tapping at the zoo glass like a jaded and unaccompanied toddler.