Ontological Damnation

Torrence did not notice nor care about Brenda and the children, not now at least. His leg ached always as long as he was alone all out, almost allured by the stinking stench striking the door every night, clean culls the closest memory to incomplete remembrance, the Roller Dam was home to many addicts in [...]

Begins began to speak.
“I think you may be right this time Jason.”
“A pedantic wind gusts due east of easy, down by the framed pharmacopoeia.”
“She is true.”
“That this thus thin through Thursday thinking those therapeutic thorium thistles theatrically thundering these three thrusts though throbbing their thousandth thick thorns there.”
“Do you suppose she thinks Olivia is a [...]