The Fetal Beatle
My creeping paranoia may become an ailment soon. I’ll be sentenced to a Bates Motel-like cell of doom. Everything, I’ve realized, has been a total sham, organized, through history, by Uncle Sam I Am. I … Read more
Monthly Archives: October 2019
Bad Wish Genie
It’s all untethered. His hair is feathered. His cheeks are golden, his eyes beholden, his fingers teeny, just like his weenie. He’s your very worst nightmare, The Three Bad Wishes Genie. In his teeth are … Read more