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. ...click here to READ MORE