Mr. Hodges says that not enough people come to see him and that those people who don’t should get their hides ready for a slow roast in hell. The nurse says he’s rude to put it like that, but Mr. Hodges argues that dying men don’t need manners. What can you even say to that? IContinue reading “Dress Like Water”
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The Girl Who Went For a Ride: a tale of horror (maybe)
There once lived a girl who knew she was destined for great things, but great things were always taking too long to appear on her horizon. She bided her time with her husband, a street magician, and her best friend, whose main line of work was being an artist’s mistress. Greatness teased the girl, slylyContinue reading “The Girl Who Went For a Ride: a tale of horror (maybe)”
Natalia A. 