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We had been receiving phone calls in the small hours of the morning, my caregivers reporting each time an inability to discern any presence on the line.
I can’t stress enough the psychological effect of having the words you’ve written bound in your own skin. In having words torn from your mind…
we find ourselves lost in the experience of being the watcher whose subject is unaware of his gaze, which forms the undoing of rational thought, confronted with all the beauty and terror of the other in its natural state.
A person and their pet effigy attempt to pass the time while trapped in a strange mansion.
The Tyrant Queen of Iron City presents us with a bouquet of petty grievances.
The ritual sacrifice of three men at the hands of three inverse-graces.
An effeminate man invites a beautiful young skinhead into his home. Masculinity, the other, limit experience.
The freaked-out, bored, alienated observations of the Beautiful Boy looking out on his suburban purgatory.
A short comic about a sensitive, vulnerable boy—diagnosed and manipulated by a mysterious psychiatric professional.
An imminently depressing, short, contemplative piece of empty, alien-world-wandering SF.
An attempt to locate a distinctly feminine “non-tyranical monstrosity” in Ted K’s life and work