Beast of Bray Road! I play the nightwatchman along dark, rural roads.I smell a man under all the stench of decaying meat and wolf's hair. Up on your hind legs, I was roadkill under your headlights eyes. Down on your haunches, I was another witness to the wolf man. Can't you fall on all fours when I struggle to see you? Wisconsin, in the night he repeats, "Gadarah."
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Sunday, December 30, 2012
Cryptozoology and Essays on Human Existence: Beast of Bray Road
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Metaphor Molly
| Sunday, December 30, 2012
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