Deepest Black. Elegant. It's such a pretty coat.Deepest black.Elegant.Ermine, mink, fox and stoat-- you took their skin but left their scentburied it in perfume and cheap cologne--The smell of civilization, that.Do you think it will protect you-- Out here? In the wild?Where you are all alone...Oh! You precious child!You pretty little sweet!I can't wait to … Continue reading INKTOBER 2019: Day 27. Coat
Poor Betty... Betty's Wardrobe Malfunction Once a year, in the fall, the ogres hold a costume ball. Betty didn't quite know, if she really wanted to go. In the end the choice was moot, given the fit of her human suit.
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The Abandoned Cabin on Lost Girl Island They say the cabin was built by a French fur trader, who lived there with his Ojibwe wife. Sometimes the story is that he killed her--sometimes, that she killed him. Sometimes they are tragic lovers who burn to death together. But some people believe that no one ever … Continue reading INKTOBER 2019: Day 13. Ash
The most romantic way to give someone the finger... Mortimer Bixby's Marriage Proposal Mortimer Bixby fell in love with an opera singer.She was one half of a pair of singing sisters.Each was for the other a total dead ringer,But only one wanted to make him her misterMortimer loved only one of the two,But not the … Continue reading INKTOBER 2019: Day 1. Ring
It wakes in its dreams and finds itself in human form, This is but a brief diversion from whatever it was before. It walks on two feet and swings its flappy hands by its side. It has a head with a face on it, and two eyes open wide. It builds up sandcastles and stomps … Continue reading Wakeful Wednesday Presents: The Insomnambulist
Pitter-patter, pitter-patter pads the sound of teeny tiny tripping trapping Tumbling, twirling, twisting, curling, little-little feet a-dancing It’s not the children, oh my, oh no, not the children never they They’re gone forever, flapped their feet and flew away No, no, no, ‘tis just the scritch-scritch-scratch and rat-ta-tat-tat of rats’ attack The squeak-squeak crack and … Continue reading Weird Wednesday Presents: Peter Pied Piper