by Bec Fary

Mishka the Artist (you’ll know her name someday) wrote this in my dream journal:

“Mishka’s fucked up dream that wasn’t just me running around in an adventure dream:

There was a medical facility and at that medical facility there was a line of 13 women waiting to be impregnated with the foetus of a superhuman.

They were inseminated. In 15 seconds their stomachs had swelled to the size of large deer heads. Smoke started pouring out of their fannies, goop started dripping from their arseholes.

Blood and vomit and bones squeezed from their eyes.

As their bellies continued to expand, the skin started tearing and 13 giant creatures with external spines started screaming out.

Then the apocalypse began.”