The Sorrel Colt

by Lynch, Benito

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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.

Article written by miette

Miette has been podcasting the best of world literature's short fiction since March 2005, when she was just a pup.

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  1. Carole McDonnell
    Carole McDonnell February 1, 2010 at 11:50 am |

    Thanks so much. Great reading, as usual.

  2. PScott
    PScott February 8, 2010 at 12:29 pm |

    Venice BEACH

  3. Philippa Garrard
    Philippa Garrard October 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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