"The grass crunched beneath my feet as I climbed the hill behind the cardboard box factory that fired my uncle for drinking on the job." Vibrant, immersive, cinematic, powerful new #fiction from @dixonspeaker.bsky.social | www.doesithavepockets.com/fiction/dixo... Art @anchalastudio.bsky.social

It’s been a minute but CHECK OUT MY NEW STORY in @mrbullbull.bsky.social . Read it on the bus or on the toilet or on the couch tonight. We’re in the sports dead zone. You’ve got nothing better to do. I hope you enjoy!

Finished this last week. Mysterious, heartbreaking, and funny!

The hardest of the first 3 to slog through, but we can learn a lot from his retelling of all the insignificant mundane forgettable stuff from childhood that i guess actually isn’t? Also while I can’t relate since my dad is awesome, i def felt the all encompassing dread an abusive parent creates

If you live in the city, the closest thing men get to the masculine energy of mowing a suburban lawn is digging your car out after is snows