The Eponymist

“I swim in a redundant pool of crimson despair, mind awash to the bold, barren wasteland of hypodermic nausea, to cut a swathe through the...

The long corridor yawned high above her. The olive green paint of the imposing walls was cracked and peeled in countless places. A rough sme...

"Avez-vous remarqué que les canaux concentriques d'Amsterdam resembient aux cercles de l'enfer? [1] " (Have you noticed th...

"He not busy being born is busy dying."                                                 Bob Dylan It is the plaintive cry ...