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89 pages, Paperback
Published August 26, 2022
He came at her.Good writing and world-building; short and fast paced, savage and sick, with very bleak humor and a heavy sense of the macabre. "Voracious acts of carnality",... everything an Extreme needs really. I'd highly recommend this.
“Well fuck you, too,” she said. She jabbed the concrete pointy hat of the garden gnome into his gut, pushing him backwards. He staggered back, away from her, tangling on the bushes. She took her opportunity and raised the gnome up, over her head and slammed it down on his skull. The thud was disappointingly dull, but his head gave in more than the tiny statue did. He stopped moving, and for the first time his hard-on wavered. He looked at her, the anger gone, replaced with apathetic benevolence. Maybe he was thankful? She staggered away from him, his head seeming to want to hold onto the gnome, and she let it go, falling backwards onto her rump, her skirt riding up to her waist.
He reached up and touched the concrete ornament, impaled into his brain. His fingers felt around it as his brain matter slooped out of the side of the hole, and down, onto his jaw line. Viscous clear liquid was joining it, and a fair amount of blood. The geyser in his trouser region was lessening though, and it looked like he might stop. He dropped, arse first into a rose bush on the other side of the path, when the front door of the house opened and an elderly gentleman in a beige cardy stood there. He looked at the mushed up man in his rose bush whose brains were everywhere, and then to Janie, whose vagina was displayed directly at him.
He shook his head. “What’s the world coming to?” he said, and turned back into the house, closing the door.