By Avra Margariti A lullaby—seductive, hypnopaedic—slinks through the high security ward of the women’s prison. Morrigan, the phantom queen whistling between sharp teeth her very own Cell Block Tango, banshee call to arms. The doors all open wide locks broken, passwords hacked, guard uniforms painted red with life, never to be washed clean again. The [...]
By Avra Margariti The first rule of sex doll club is, you get used to getting used. The second rule is, you will be forgotten by your human before your super-realistic, horsehair-eyelash, colored-glass eyes can blink. And blink we did. Here in the storage closet: slumped, folded, no longer expected to perform. The darkness a [...]
By Avra Margariti She goes from gun-shy to trigger-happy in a single breath. That honest sun-smile nestles in my chest while she obliterates the world as we know it. She’s a rare, delicate bird perched on the last tree of Earth watching everything turn to ash. Bell jar, birdcage, formaldehyde— everyone wants to capture her [...]
