by Cara Wang poetryi’ve distilled tomorrow to poetry / printed out my words on A4 paper / burned / swallowed my cremation / under the afternoon sun / the stomach becomes a charnel house / for this dream / send the text / watch black text spill over white. / will you burn…
by Cara Wang poetryi’ve distilled tomorrow to poetry / printed out my words on A4 paper / burned / swallowed my cremation / under the afternoon sun / the stomach becomes a charnel house / for this dream / send the text / watch black text spill over white. / will you burn…
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Here's some excerpts from the first one:
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Here's some excerpts from the first one:
John Brown's zombie heart is full of spite and hate
John Brown's fingerbones are reachin' for your feet
He'll drag you down to hell.
John Brown's zombie heart is full of spite and hate
John Brown's fingerbones are reachin' for your feet
He'll drag you down to hell.
You can take my fingerbones though :3
You can take my fingerbones though :3
And in the meantime, I'm telling folks about it and I bought the audiobook on LibroFM (both because I enjoyed/want to support it, and because I simply HAD to know how certain pages get portrayed in audio format...)
And in the meantime, I'm telling folks about it and I bought the audiobook on LibroFM (both because I enjoyed/want to support it, and because I simply HAD to know how certain pages get portrayed in audio format...)
(the reasons are it'd be fucking sick, both as in "cool" and as in "dude, you need help. Or death sentence. One of those two")
(the reasons are it'd be fucking sick, both as in "cool" and as in "dude, you need help. Or death sentence. One of those two")
somehow fingerbones fell through the cracks for me, so i spent the day reading it and listening to the soundtrack someone made for it. this song in particular I really like.
somehow fingerbones fell through the cracks for me, so i spent the day reading it and listening to the soundtrack someone made for it. this song in particular I really like.
He will show you things it has never dawned on you to even consider. Those are ideas from some deep, deep creativity well he's tapped into.
He will show you things it has never dawned on you to even consider. Those are ideas from some deep, deep creativity well he's tapped into.
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Current players: 0
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Peak players: 5
Total user reviews: 3.6K
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Y una voz en su cabeza que le dice que todo está justificado porque él es un genio.
Fingerbones no te da sustos. Te hace sentir asco de alguien que crees entender.
#Fingerbones #IndieHorror #PsychologicalHorror #HorrorGame #lmzamora
Y una voz en su cabeza que le dice que todo está justificado porque él es un genio.
Fingerbones no te da sustos. Te hace sentir asco de alguien que crees entender.
#Fingerbones #IndieHorror #PsychologicalHorror #HorrorGame #lmzamora
After almost ten millennia of life, this master of the undead has finally decided to take a stand. In a recent interview, we went into the home of Count Cyrus to see how ancient evil feels about today's evil. "The…
After almost ten millennia of life, this master of the undead has finally decided to take a stand. In a recent interview, we went into the home of Count Cyrus to see how ancient evil feels about today's evil. "The…
Have you seen them? The bark-skinned ladies in the woods? How they giggle and prance? The men of ancient Greece thought them ripe for the taking. You can find their fingerbones on those dryad's necklaces, and hear their souls within those women's pretty bellies. It's safe to just look, right?
Have you seen them? The bark-skinned ladies in the woods? How they giggle and prance? The men of ancient Greece thought them ripe for the taking. You can find their fingerbones on those dryad's necklaces, and hear their souls within those women's pretty bellies. It's safe to just look, right?
Live by the sword, die by the increased Kolmogorov complexity of your omens.
Live by the sword, die by the increased Kolmogorov complexity of your omens.