“Brain Scrub” by Elizabeth Kaye Cook
Her brain outside of her head had a cuteness, a lumpen-ness, a rubber-duckie dumbness. The bathroom lights shone on its surface. Squeaky clean.
Her brain outside of her head had a cuteness, a lumpen-ness, a rubber-duckie dumbness. The bathroom lights shone on its surface. Squeaky clean.
Through those reality-addled eyes, Ivy is the perfect portrayal of a flawed young woman who is plagued by past mistakes but tries to make up for them the best she can.
Sweet Home is one of the incredibly few horror pieces I’ve experienced where I can honestly say I was engaged by the characters and wanted most of them to survive the horrors all around them.
“I don’t know what it is. It doesn’t obey any particular rules. I think that would be very boring.”