Tag: Jacob Wood

  • WE ARE ALL BEETLES – Jacob Wood

    WE ARE ALL BEETLES – Jacob Wood

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    The Tert
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         All morning he twined the coarse rope through his hands. But now he was just trying to ignore the agonising thudding beneath the angry anthill that had formed on his left forearm. It was tipped a violent red and sensitive to any sort of glancing touch. The skin there was gummy with sweat, pus building…