“TERROR MAN. TERROR FACE. TERROR CLOWN. TERROR CHILD. TERROR MAN. TERROR FACE. TERROR CLOWN. TERROR CHILD.” — Douglas Hackle Copy Share Image
“King Kranlin became dizzily aware that day was now indiscernible from night, that selfness was essentially the same as otherness, that all things had become nothing, and that nothing had become everything. “What’s happening to me?” he croaked. “I shot you with my deconstruction pistol,” King Derridap said. “An invisible différance-bullet has pierced that well-fed belly of yours. You’re deconstructing.” — Douglas Hackle Copy Share
“After we discovered that we’d both graduated from high school the same year, shared a religious devotion to all major professional sports, and hated… — Douglas Hackle Copy Share Image
“After logging into his computer and taking a few sips of coffee, Brian began his workday the way he always did: by closing his… — Douglas Hackle Copy Share Image
“TERROR MAN. TERROR FACE. TERROR CLOWN. TERROR CHILD. TERROR MAN. TERROR FACE. TERROR CLOWN. TERROR CHILD.” — Douglas Hackle Copy Share Image
