Abstract
I'd heard the boys at school say you needed to run after your first drink, to get the alcohol working. It got you drunk faster. I didn't bother with that. I was drinking brandivino, a foul, sultana-flavoured brew. I took a painful gulp of it, and watched as a possum came gripping along the wire of a telegraph pole, not knowing the death humming along beside it. Its eyes were filmed with light as it reached the safety of wood, and then it went down face first like a lizard...
| Original language | English |
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| Place of Publication | Hobart, Tas. |
| Publisher | Island Magazine |
| Edition | 137 |
| Size | 5 pages |
| Publication status | Published - 2014 |
| Externally published | Yes |