Never saw severed roadkill before, but I guess anything can happen. That badger needs its claws clipped… But then, I guess it's been clipped already on the other end.
Flash poetry, Sage? It certainly flashes before the mind's-eye, a sort of strobe-light focused on four domains of interlocking insanity.
I like it - makes me think without words.
A young technician mourns his lover until he meets another man - a man with a secret. But there are other secrets as a jealous ghost returns to protect his turf.
Just a simple gathering of the Gay & Lesbian Activist Association of New Birch and Sipsboror (GLAABS) and we plunge down a hilarious ride to perdition.
Ron
I like it - makes me think without words.