With rapid bounds
three bitches caught me
fast in their teeth:
Sorrow
Solitude
Suffering
- from Blóðhófnir (Bloodhoof) by Gerður Kristný
With rapid bounds
three bitches caught me
fast in their teeth:
Sorrow
Solitude
Suffering
- from Blóðhófnir (Bloodhoof) by Gerður Kristný
The things a virus makes you do: I rewatched ‘Rawhead Rex’ the other day, which was filmed in Wicklow in 1986 and which is as endearingly shitty as I remembered it. Must have been at least 20 years since I last watched it, potentially during a Clive Barker/Books of Blood phase.