Planet of weeds

By solle on 22/09/2014 — 1 min read

St James Park under the nose of our supposed good and great where endless persons of all types coo and smile and gasp over the weedy animals. My mother tries to encourage me that this potentially leads to a love of all animals. I’m not so sure. I can imagine a world where all that remains are wasteland parks overrun with weedy animals whilst among them the confused and hopeless crouch down arms outstretched.


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