dino imbroglioinassorted writingsthe beast of the glanville woodsometimes the old chemist worked all night in his laboratory . . . during the day we hunted for the beast . . . that was his true obsession…Oct 27, 2014Oct 27, 2014
dino imbroglioinassorted writingsthe dead zonethe first time I dropped dead it was just a little trip . . maybe I was afraid then, it is hard to believe . . but am careful, thats just…Oct 27, 2014Oct 27, 2014
dino imbroglioinassorted writingsslug aint got no wifea beautiful day in october is something to live for . . outside a ginko tree drops its berries onto the pavement of the sidewalk . . there…Oct 27, 2014Oct 27, 2014
dino imbroglioinassorted writingsrecurring sandwich dreamits a doosie . . I mean the sandwich, it haunts me . . the dream is subtle right until the first bite which kicks it into overdrive…Oct 27, 2014Oct 27, 2014
dino imbroglioinassorted writingsthe chill in the air // the witchs curseit is getting colder . .Oct 27, 2014Oct 27, 2014
dino imbroglioinassorted writingsperspective // day three hundred and ninety oneevery corpuscle is telling me to run.Oct 27, 2014Oct 27, 2014
dino imbroglioinassorted writingslunchsitting behind a big glass window, the front of the deli is all glass . . I was taking lunch and his sandwich, a wrap, and not a great one…Oct 27, 2014Oct 27, 2014
