DP FICTION #66B: “For Want of Human Parts” by Casey Lucas

A woman takes the subway most mornings. She wears bold, bright colours. She curls her hair. She is beautiful, smooth, and human, and her skin is flush with veins and her veins are flush with life. Bone Pile watches her go from its place in the storm drain, a backlog of washed-up parts and autumn … Continue reading DP FICTION #66B: “For Want of Human Parts” by Casey Lucas