Published: ‘Boss Burrito, Naked Like My Yearning’ at Horror Sleaze Trash
You’ve tried refried beans, now try slightly altered then reprinted stories.
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You’ve tried refried beans, now try slightly altered then reprinted stories.
This isn’t what I wanted to write about, by the way. What I wanted to write about is how there is an inherently external part to writing, and how as writers our instinct is...
You might have heard of this little project of mine.
So it’s February and I’m sure that you’re all on the edge of your seats wondering how 2021 went.
Okay, so it’s been a while. I’d apologise but I’ve wasted enough time already.
Ever been so hungry that things get weird?
I’m not sure what this poem is either, but wipe your shoes before you leave.
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