Lifetime Supply. Louisa Owen

Port Talbot steelworks blinks at me through an orange haze, and I blink back. As the Smooth Sailin' drifts through the black, liquorice waves, I close my eyes, thinking up entirely new, untouched coastlines, but I wake up in Splott.     As Bertie turns the boat around, we hear the gentle splish-splash of a paddler approaching. The postman waves two small boxes from inside a dirty, plastic swan. Our hearts sink. 🍓 Запрещённое в соцсетях искусство — t.me/kartiny/5953     "Duw, I been searching for you girls all…