It Wasn’t Me

I was always jealous of my brother. I envy his natural good looks, his easy-going nature, his popularity, his success and now his film star wife.  Look at her Hollywood body, her perfect buttocks.  Sure it’s their wedding day – but I know it’s me she wants.

A comedy of resentment and desire.

 

© Andrew Gillman No distribution or reproduction permitted

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