Marguerite Doyle | ABANDONED SPACE: THE POLICE STATION

ABANDONED SPACE: THE POLICE STATION There is a riot beyond the chain-link fence bedding is scattered wildly about and the Sting, planned carefully by Nettle is out of control. Lassoing summer’s cold blue moon a Climber has gained the perimeter— wraps the barred windows about with trumpeting billows. They catch on hidden barbs like mouths, […]