“Arm Warmers for the Elder God, Quantity: 66” published in Andromeda Spaceways Magazine
“My mind won’t stop once I lie supine. A thousand reminders prick through from my subconscious—how could I forget the trash full of my shed skin?”
“My mind won’t stop once I lie supine. A thousand reminders prick through from my subconscious—how could I forget the trash full of my shed skin?”
Photo by Austin Tate
Squirrel eating a nut in green grass