The Absolute Horror of a Stalemate

  I got deeper into the darkness, chasing after that multicolored light. I basked myself in its warm and finally tangible embrace. I was safe from the cries of the misconstrued, Ol’ Bat, Teenybopper, The Specialist, and the whole fucking lot of them. I hid under a blanket of roses for awhile and refused toContinue reading “The Absolute Horror of a Stalemate”

Ol’ Bat & Teenybopper Play Poker (I Watch)

“I suppose it has been awhile since we last played a good ol’ game ah poker…” said Ol’ Bat, acknowledging the teenybopper in the room. The teenybopper was obviously distressed and wanted to talk about a ghost prince that would never come but even she could recognize what an old tune that was getting toContinue reading “Ol’ Bat & Teenybopper Play Poker (I Watch)”