LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT MY SAAB V

Let me tell you about my Saab. It was one hour to midnight at the green lagoon and I was throwing pebbles onto the surface of the water and watching the lights of the mutant angler fish wink out as they attacked. It was the day of my podbirth, the fifth anniversary of the sorry morning when I’d pierced my fingernails through the membrane of my gestation…