Jerky fratboys anger an owl monster when they stick a strap-on on it.
(from Tin House, Vol. 10, #3)
The rafters are covered with little cuts, like somebody chucked a lawnmower at the ceiling a few times.
Oh hell yes. It’s like I’ve been searching for a story like this. It’s funny, scary, fucked up, it’s utterly ridiculous. I mean, essentially, these dudes conjured up an ancient demon by being too disrespectful. It’s a frat house. The place should be crawling with monsters summoned by assholism. But it’s spooky, and I took the monster with the strap-on seriously.
Very curious to read this story, but don’t think it can compare to your write-up. You should do 40-character summaries of everything in the world, starting now.
Below is link to short story Animal Park about Molly the Robin who learned how to think. Nice to see that publications that rejected Molly’s story have a yen for the animal kingdom.
http://www.swans.com/library/art10/hp
This one is awesome. Glad it’s getting some coverage.