David Nutt


By - Feb 26, 2019

 The puffer is not only dead. The blameless little guy has been poached white as an egg.

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Our Lady of Bleak Hearts

By - Feb 26, 2018

Shaver crawled through the broken windshield, sluggish as a drugged lion. Slowly more of him cohered. He spat another silver crown and tried to regain his land legs, relearning to walk across all that brown flatness.

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