Eating Van Gogh by Mark Simon Burk
A reprint of one of my favourite stories, in which Mark Simon Burk’s character chows down on a post-Impressionist masterpiece.
I ate a Van Gogh. Not a major one. And not all of it. But I did manage to tear off an entrée size piece and chew it until the bitter oils burned metallic hot in the back of my throat.
I would have swallowed it too, had it not been for a disconcerted museum guard who pried…
I ate a Van Gogh. Not a major one. And not all of it. But I did manage to tear off an entrée size piece and chew it until the bitter oils burned metallic hot in the back of my throat.
I would have swallowed it too, had it not been for a disconcerted museum guard who pried…
