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by
Molly Doyle
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October 13 - October 14, 2025
I want to remove the skin from her skull and run my lips along the smooth, bleached white bone.
Would his head pop off? Would it pop off like that little fucking piggie that went wee-wee-wee all the way home?
“Touch me like that again and I’ll peel your face off to use as my next Halloween mask. Capiche?”
“I’ll be honest, I’m feeling kind of shy. I’ve never done this before.”
“I’m—” she chokes out, convulsing against me. “Oh, God, I’m going to—” “Damn right you are.” Monsters, indeed.
I’m not a naïve girl to be toyed with; I’m a caged monster lost in all of time and space who has finally gotten the strength to break free.
My endorphins skyrocket at the fleeting thought of bashing his head in and making human Play-Doh out of his brain matter.
“Ohhh, I’m Nolan,” she mocks, “I don’t like anything! I just want to wrap people in plastic and eat them.”

