in a 1960s French film somewhere…

Huh?

humor of the dark

animal-rescue

  • Midnight’s Wolven*

    You are traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight & sound, but of mind. A journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination. That’s the signpost up ahead– your next stop, the Magical Realism Zone. She named herself Traveler because it was apt. Ironic, because she didn’t travel much… Read more

  • Bring Out Your Dead

    Many corpses have spent time in my freezer. Being a renter I never wanted to bury my small pets anywhere I’d move away from. A vat of Dermestid beetles would’ve been handy to keep the bones of my feathered, furry, & scaly friends in my display case. Technically I do still have some bones, in… Read more

  • I’m in pajamas, slippers, & a light corduroy jacket, in a downpour with 60 mph gusts. & I’m wielding a chainsaw. No, these are not the opening words to my confession of a killing spree. There are some who might not put it past me, but I continue to maintain that I’m not inclined to… Read more