Beautiful, Fragile Things

The other Fred Murder Fic I wrote in 2018

Nick has the Eyes deliver Fred to June in a van deep in the woods. Nick recites scripture and let’s June make the kill.

I used to sit on Edgar Allan Poe’s grave in Baltimore.

I lived right across from his crypt.

I have a little figurine of him that keeps getting smashed. I’ve glued him back together a dozen times. Now I just leave him broken. He likes it better that way. So goth.

I was writing I was writing “feelings locked up tight and buried deep, too painful to examine.”

Poe whispers “exhume.”

Own more movies.

Physical media should be collected.

Libraries are solar punk sacred spaces and should be guarded as such

Abortion clinics

I don’t drink alcohol so it’s a Monster Energy drink from the 4th of July. Eagle wearing wayfarers, sexy pinup blonde with an American flag bikini, flag, pickup truck etc. red white and blue.

We will have to re imagine the flag. After.

Excited to see what we come up with.

An homage to what was. Including only the best highlights. Reimagined and retold.