Red Tin Noodles

If a giant crab decided it would fight a lobster, would there be a betting line, created by some mobster? Would the ring of battle be at sea or on dry land? What would be … Read more

A book falls off in fantasy, a cup collides in flight. We are captured by the solitude of gulls. Aged wood falls in upon our houses, bleeding seams. We are crushed by the weight of … Read more