tang of petroleum

2029

The air is sharp with the tang of petroleum and machine fluids.

Tendrils of perfume pin prick the air. You follow that scent to the end of a street where the bodies are piled chest high.

“So here’s my advice to anyone, in any field: when you feel you can’t make work, make work from work that is already made. Don’t duck and cover. Cover without ducking. Do it proudly. It keeps you active.”

— Questlove / Creative Quest

About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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