In my sweaty nightmare a brutal brood of chickens invaded my home, sliced their way into my daughter’s room and, as I lay paralysed with fear, they circled, then set upon her with metal claws, venomous eyes and hate in their bones.
I remained unduly anxious before the memory eventually left me; until weeks later when I was planting young orange trees with my daughter, and found scattered across the garden, feathers and razorblades streaked with blood and skin.
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