Apex Magazine
Love, That Hungry Thing
“Sister,” pants the white fox as it dangles upside-down from the railing, its tail like a question mark, its grin like something the devil had won from Saint Peter. “You’re...
Love, That Hungry Thing
“Sister,” pants the white fox as it dangles upside-down from the railing, its tail like a question mark, its grin like something the devil had won from Saint Peter. “You’re...