Entertainingly Evil

ALIEN GIRL: FROM THE 11TH by Lorraine Schein

You can tell she’s one. She comes from another planet. Where eyes are clairvoyances, mouths are vortexes of voices. Where it is always night. Where one whirls, not walks; implodes, not talks. She got here by illegally crossing the borders between hypnogogic sleep and subliminal waking REM. She sews tiny mirrors in the hems of […]

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