Friday, August 2, 2024
Tom Prime, Three excerpts from Dogs and Sorcerers
Three excerpts from Dogs and Sorcerers
A spatchcocked
Rohypnol kid’s juniper berried body. Mire of putrefying dendrites. And his
huffing, the giganticness of his carcinogenic musk hoped to extend a week’s
worth of work into a month’s. Pressure weighted porousness. I was skewered. He
held my body above his, were opposite poles magnetized. In a skillet of
deep-fried scuzz, his glassblower vein-pike.
Adeena Karasick, ZERO’S EROS
Flux Me Fast and Slow image by Adeena Karasick Though traditionally 0 (zero) is understood as a number representing an empty quantity, z...
