Lovely by Candice Alaimo
nder a cascade of dirty water, its head
swiveled around several times, then dropped down, like a rag doll’s. Layers of
vicious needle teeth grinned an empty smile at no one, the tiny cloth nose
sewed inexpertly on, its eerily human eyes staring, glassy, lifeless. But one
prick of its finger, and a black ooze would slowly drop out, like an invisible
faucet, its viscosity making it move almost imperceptibly. ...READ MORE