Accursed
There is a little magic left in the world. It is not polite to talk about it at parties, but that does not make it any less burdensome to those […]
There is a little magic left in the world. It is not polite to talk about it at parties, but that does not make it any less burdensome to those […]
Red Marcy was a playful young woman who lived in the flat above the Rue St. Petit whom Professor Rimbaud called his mistress but was really a prostitute. He was […]
The peace between Tiki-Free and her far sister isle, Plutonga, was a tenuous one. For years Plutongan marauders had canoed to the site of the abandoned bridge between Tiki-Free and […]
It has been asked of me before—by paragons of justice, mind you, not only the meanest ambassadors of journalistic integrity—what I meant to accomplish by taking over the world. And […]
Believe in this, my accomplice, For crime do we commit of consequence, We know no music but the serpent’s hiss, No lustre, lust or craving not monstrous. We must to […]