A winding moon high up in the black starless night began to curb its momentum only as that fateful moment collision provided spectators a more moving glimpse of nature. The side of my motorcar scraped against the fabricated judiciousness of the church and the front headlight went out in a shower of sparks and broken plastic. But soon enough, once ( Read more... )

"It's an absolute mess. That is all I can possibly say to describe such horrific proportions; there are strips torn from the sheets hanging outside in the front yard's apple tree. The apples have been stained with blood, or bile. Most of it can't be looked at without throwing up, so who's to say what it is exactly unless you take a picture for ( Read more... )