Oyster Bay

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group


Oyster Bay

Through the corseted dark. Hearing voices echo from the dead below. Six steps down where terror screams. Cloaked in decaying flesh, a wretched I once called mama. Dragging a chainsaw dripping with blood. Listening to it sputter as if it had the croup. Coughing up poppa's oysters.


Submitted: July 13, 2021

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