– a poem by Frankenstein’s newly liberated monster I woke up to unthinkable thoughts, he’d used the brain of a criminal. I heard him howl in delight. His Thing was born. Creature. Fiend. Demon. Ogre. But why not Adam? He’d made me so even I couldn’t look at myself. Cursed creator! Why did I live? … More Monster

Freak show

Freak Show Imagine a circus, a human zoo. Now imagine a woman, presenting a sword in the air as you hold your breath. Her’s has almost run out. She stands proud in front of her poster, Edith Clifford.”Champion Sword Swallower of the world!” She runs the bayonet over her etched throat teasing you, preparing you … More Freak show