By Bogdan Dragos the girl with burnt face andfaded eyeswould call out to him She would call out to him in those nightsof wandering alone around thetownas a way to combat insomnia She was barefootand wore but a simple nightgownand if he got close enoughshe would reach for his hand caress it a few timeswhileContinue reading “Not Ready to Join the Stars Just Yet”
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Asylum
By John Mahoney Simon Childe blinked, uncertain of where that blinding white light had come from. It was dark in the cell, of course, the sun hours set; the rectangular light above his head could not be turned off, so he’d used peanut butter to glue the lids of Styrofoam trays to it. Years ofContinue reading “Asylum”