Friday Night At Paco’s Crackhouse
Maria continued to smoke, alone. A cockroach, brazen and the size of a small mouse crawled up her arm and regarded the room from there, its antennae waving softly as if stirred by a summer breeze. Maria did not move nor acknowledge it. Then the roach scuttled away, breaking across the floor and perching on top of the television. From here it surveyed the room.
By Tony O’Neill.
The Funnies
The Collective review Bryan Talbot’s Alice in Sunderland [pictured]: Scratch any part of Sunderland’s surface, says Talbot, and you’ll uncover Wonderland, and much more besides. Taking the city’s Empire Theatre as his stage, he presents a variety show tour through Sunderland’s history and mythology, with guest turns from the Venerable Bede, fearsome dragons and the […]
Susu Laroche
By Susu Laroche.