Archive | 09.12.2009
- The Feast
I lay here tonight. This place reeks of self-damnation. I strapped myself down on this cold, stainless steel table, the taut, braided rope bruising my skin. Of course, I leave the door wide open.
The beast enters and finds his feast laid out before him. I feel a spurt of energy course through my brain. A concentrated effort at a thought halts for a half moment of clarity. I know I should have closed the door. This half moment gone, I try to explore this thought, but it is truly a paradox in this ... more
- Devil On My Shoulder
From Report of Captain James Kerrigan, 9th Precinct, Feb. 24, 2000:
We found the document below when we accessed the apartment of Charlene Winters at 2018 E. 9th Street, after the tragedy at the Hudson River piers on the night of 2/20/2000.
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I'm leaving this message to let friends and family know what happened, if I disappear from sight. I'm scared as hell about something that happened to me this past week.
It started when I saw some drawings of tattoo designs at the Village Tattoo ... more