Western Whisper – by Chase Ober (content warning)
You speak of conquest when the world begs for mercy. Man votes for peace as trees drop like flies. Silly natives, naive Thinking they won’t rape the rest of you. Red, blue, dead, We’re all under the same sky that lights up, a mushroom the size of God.
Ontitled – by Chase Ober
Welcome to el Paraíso. Yesterday they replaced His face with a wanted poster but didn’t offer any reward. I’m not sure if there was still a script to seguir, but, some of us were wondering if we could make our own colores. And the cielos raved a fortnight until all be left were sinners with […]
Pestilence – by KT Nowak
Angel’s Descent – by Noah Wilson
Antherea Polyphemus – by Noah Wilson
