Edition 8
Laughter rings hollow through this warren of stories. The punchline, as always, is death.
10 Dec 2023
Laughter rings hollow through this warren of stories. The punchline, as always, is death.
10 Dec 2023
When the lepus looked skyward, it saw constellations spelling new horrors. The universe, it seems, delights in our trembling.
06 Oct 2023
Beneath the flickering candlelight, every poem becomes a séance. The veil is thinner here, and the words remember what you’ve done.
26 Sep 2023