I BARELY EXIST AT ALL. Could I still be dreaming? Caught between something bright and something empty… Severed at the neck. Hungry. It spoke to me. What to call it?
“and the moth is totally winning” by Thomas Roan. Warning: content may be disturbing to everyone.
A blabbermouth sits in a hospital room talking to an elderly woman in a total body cast before dissolving into a gummy world hallucination in this twisted bizarro short from the author of DRIP.