What happens when the hitcher and the driver are equally murderous?
We have truth in order not to die of art.
From space this Earth is incandescent with abominations - the gods write their signature in our entrails
Used a replica gun to steal a replica sportscar and experienced a replica of remorse
He had long been curious at leaders intermittent calls for a return to past values and had tested the notion by trying to build a house from the sky downwards
a story is ready when it falls from your face
I crept in to find my father with pennies on his eyes - and looking closer I saw they were made of foil-covered chocolate. Of course I stole and ate them. Magical guilt? Tell me about it
Eddie knelt and lifted a rock. ‘Lawyers,’ he whispered.