rasputinette:The young man in question was snoring now, but Anzu couldn’t sleep. He sat on the
rasputinette:The young man in question was snoring now, but Anzu couldn’t sleep. He sat on the windowsill in his shift, binder and stockings and smoked his fifth cigarette of the hour, trying to steady his nerves. They refused to be steadied. Anzu chewed on the end of his cigarette, too lazy to get his cigarette holder from his valise. He stared blankly at the peeling wallpaper on the wall opposite him. It had once borne a jaunty pattern of what looked like stylised, prancing goats and had been either a bright green or a very acidic blue. Now it was faded to almost grey and hanging off the wall in wide strips. Anzu kept looking at it, trying to discern a pattern to the goats and pondered his next move.The Bitter Drop is a prose serial, focusing on Anzu Menelik and Mogila Molotova (both queer, trans and displaced) who are searching for their missing daughter. It updates every Tuesday and Friday. READ FROM START || TABLE OF CONTENTS -- source link