#MilitantFactionsQuotes 50: One sunny afternoon he got mushroom flashbacks and fed his fingers into the spinning metal
|Posted on November 8, 2021 at 2:15 AM|
I think he went to a private school. There's nothing to do in those places except bugger each other's arses and minds. He emerged with nothing but an accent, and it's all he needs: he gets by.
After being expelled and to annoy his parents Nick worked in a spike factory on a lathe, till one sunny afternoon he got mushroom flashbacks and fed his fingers into the spinning metal, giggling like a girl as fingers span back over his shoulder, teardrops of blood scattering on the dirty linoleum of the factory.
Before the doctor came to assess his mind he took to pissing in the bath for a while. The night before the doctor's visit he soaked his clothes in piss and dried them out overnight, then put them on before the doctor knocked. For good measure, he scraped some of his own dried shit on the mangled hand. In came the little Muslim doctor, Nick goes to shake his hand, the doc took one look and he was away. He still boasts about how he pulled the wool over the little man's eyes, but I'm not so sure.
-From "Dreamers, Lovers, Absentees", first published in Buzzwords magazine (2005), and one of the stories in Mark Piggott's fiction/non-fiction collection "Militant Factions" available in paperback or Kindle from Amazon.