Ho ho no

FIRST PUBLISHED DECEMBER 2016

Peak hour. The city teems with commuters eager to wrap up their day and move on and out to … whatever it is that they do. A swarm, three people deep, gathers at the tram stop outside the old GPO in Bourke St. A man is screaming and writhing on the ground. Thrashing between jingle bells and hack-couture. The swarm is indifferent. Outside Myer, crowds gaze into the Christmas window display. Despite the masses, everything feels … empty.