You can’t even shit. Animals shit. Dogs.
Insects. Microbes. You’re being outskilled
by the most primitive lifeforms on Earth.
Repressed rage. Entrenched isolation. Compacted bowels.
Rob Hayes’ trio of interwoven monologues offers a funny, disturbing, and brutally honest assault on the illusion of modern masculinity.
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