Review of "Fleshlings"

Terry Miller takes you on a creepy walk back to and from the graveyard. These stories/poems are colorfully descriptive the reader can easily understand what it means to return from the soil. One of my favorites are an excerpt from "The Withering Woman."
"My own flesh was rotting, my vanity withered.
Bugs came crawling and the worms, they did slither.
A frigid, boney hand soon crept into my own.
We rested there quiet until bone was on bone."

Overall, a very satisfying read but many of the works are very short. Terry Miller, I want to read more of your work. 

​Five out of Five stars.