And by God's Hand You Shall Die

by David Sodergren

Some men are only happy when they’re harassing women.

But somehow, that wasn’t the worst part of it. It was the eyes. Where they should have been were two inky pits of lunatic nothingness, the dearth of humanity, the utter, abject absence of a soul

These men were the same in real life as they were in the bedroom. No imagination.