Feast for the Unfortunate

it was a day unlike any other day the sun went up the garbage bins came down tumbling forth from the cleaner's grip laying its treasures bare in the street rotting fragrances filled the air out came the mutts with practiced flair days of starvation will have to be gone no more sniffing and chasing... Continue Reading →

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The Queer Night

Pitch dark it was. Even the midnight shadows had sought shelter. I looked out the window again. Unsure if I really had heard something or just imagined. It had stopped raining. The water-logged street outside filled me with disgust. Rotting garbage swam freely on its surface making it look a massive pool of trash. Don’t... Continue Reading →

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