The Wet Shift
Steve Coel
Extract.
Time was he'd be with the other workers heading south after another all night wet shift.
But not today.
Today, he's still invisible in his toasted brickwork hat and waking up after a nights sleep on the butchers slab that rests buried in the dark silted low tide beach alongside the gravy.
Extract.
Busy checking that the hidden key and twist are still in his deadman's waistcoat he will slowly begin his own journey south of the river to his cardboard hostel room, electric sheets, liquid breakfast and another brown day full of grey moods, careless thought and burnt cake.
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The Wet Shift
An 11.59 Publication
Steve Coel
An 11.59 Publication
