A pipe roughly the diameter of a thumb comprises the entirety of Hell. Things come from it and things drain back down in time. Brunet was not aware of this fact, but this fact was aware of her.
During an inelegant tumble to the floor of her kitchen, twenty-four year old Brunet Cloutier loses her bearings, her consciousness, and a few other features on the way down.
A child of serial-divorce, the sudden influx of parents to her bedside provides little in the way of company as the broken strands of her family attempt to heal over old wounds, some of them better left scarred.
In "Nothing Serious", the simple act of mingling in a waiting room gives way to resentment, hatred, passion, death, and terror punctuated by parable.
There were never any ‘pearly gates’ down there, only links in a chain of people, loosely wrapped together in tangles.
During an inelegant tumble to the floor of her kitchen, twenty-four year old Brunet Cloutier loses her bearings, her consciousness, and a few other features on the way down.
A child of serial-divorce, the sudden influx of parents to her bedside provides little in the way of company as the broken strands of her family attempt to heal over old wounds, some of them better left scarred.
In "Nothing Serious", the simple act of mingling in a waiting room gives way to resentment, hatred, passion, death, and terror punctuated by parable.
There were never any ‘pearly gates’ down there, only links in a chain of people, loosely wrapped together in tangles.
