'A tiny magical man makes me an offer'

This poem captures one of the peculiar, private deals that we sometimes make in a world that seems to be marching on, completely out of our control. Some might call it a prayer, or a spell, or a strange vow, characterised by a certain magical hope against reality. Huey labels it a “fairy tale”, a deeply haunting expression of the familiar fear we have of “the bill” coming due.




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