Sometimes it’s good to play music loud:
it sends away the noise from the crowd,
but those men who stare,
can’t hear, but they’re there, 28 more words
Oh my God! That guy with the red top!
He fell down and he made a big flop.
There’s no doc in disguise,
but I’m sure he’d advise… 27 more words
This features photography from the uncanny SludgeWorld.
Washing and roaring and thrashing, pushing in and dragging out, scores the room. Laura lies in half consciousness, letting it wash over her, as the image of her Aunt Gwyn miming at her to brush the back of her teeth fades and warps, leaving just the feeling of furred teeth and a heavy, warm cocoon around her. 2,000 more words