A tiny insect was crawling up my left leg. That was how I knew the feeling had returned to my skin. It tickled. It started slowly from the sole of my feet. Those callused feet that my mother would have killed me for if she knew i still had them. When I was a boy, she would force a pumice… Read more →
When I “awoke”, it was to the smell of rotting plant life. Someone had brought in some flowers when I was out cold. Probably roses. Or violets. Hard to tell when I couldn’t move a muscle. Wait a minute- I smelt that. I didn’t even notice when my olfactory senses returned. It felt good- you know, to have another sense… Read more →
My name is John Mangoseed. You can call me John. I was a pretty normal guy until this time last year. I had a Job I hated but did with all my heart, I had co-workers that were basically my whole social life, I lived in a crappy apartment where the roof leaked in the toilet and you could… Read more →