Kung by Connor Lee Winters
Kung by Connor Lee Winters Chapter 1 I took the Rainmaker by the throat and raised a fist. “Tell me what I need to know, old man.” Steel spikes slid from my knuckles. He...
Kung by Connor Lee Winters Chapter 1 I took the Rainmaker by the throat and raised a fist. “Tell me what I need to know, old man.” Steel spikes slid from my knuckles. He...
Poet Slam by Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois In early middle age, the poet laureate travelled the Skunk Passage, youth’s tattoos fading from her skin, the snakes, the roses on her breast, the grinning skeleton head....