melbourne gothic???

jamiemacdonalds:

• you’re eating lunch in alexandra gardens. a swan snatches at your sandwich. suddenly there are two swans. four. eight. the swans keep coming. their feathers block the light. more swans keep coming. their beaks are so sharp.
• you’re standing on princes bridge. below in the muddy water, something moves. waiting.
• the wind stops and the sun comes out. “typical melbourne weather,” you laugh. the sun disappears again. clouds form. the rain starts. it’s red. “good thing i wore layers.” the rain burns your skin. your umbrella is melting.
• attention, passengers. the train on platform three is not taking passengers. attention, passengers. the passengers on the train on platform three are not real. attention, passengers. do not look into their eyes.