This reality: not the bright-eyed shoot-em-up gallery they promised, not nearly as nice as the dusty menagerie foreseen. Orange, plastic caps land in the doorway of cardboard market stalls.
Original poetry, short stories, and other bits.
This reality: not the bright-eyed shoot-em-up gallery they promised, not nearly as nice as the dusty menagerie foreseen. Orange, plastic caps land in the doorway of cardboard market stalls.