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The Sorrel Colt

Lynch, Benito

February 1st, 2010 · 3 Comments

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The other day I was walking through a blistering, blustery, blinding-white below-zero snowstorm, cursing the day I decided not to live on a Caribbean island, and doubly cursing the day I decided not to be born with antifreeze for blood. Because if I had been born with antifreeze for blood, I’d probably have other alien characteristics as well, such as the ability to launch an anvil from my hand that I could drop on the head of the person walking in the snowstorm next to me when that person proclaimed: “at last! This is what January is SUPPOSED to be like.”

But I have neither alien nor supervillain powers, nor, really, the desire to be violent in an anvil-dropping way, so instead, I started to think about what these months might be like if I had my say.

And hence, Benito Lynch. Hope it keeps you warm.



3 responses so far ↓

  • 1 Carole McDonnell // Feb 1, 2010 at 11:50 am

    Thanks so much. Great reading, as usual.

  • 2 PScott // Feb 8, 2010 at 12:29 pm

    Venice BEACH

  • 3 Philippa Garrard // Oct 6, 2011 at 6:39 pm

    Miette, I love this story! I listened to it on the tram coming into work, and again on the way back .

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