As the month of April dwindles in the moonlight, "Mangeni's Lullaby" has made it to print. This is a short piece with a bit of a bite. It's definately not your traditional bogeyman-in-the-closet type of horror, but I think it has a resonating sadness about it, and it is more than a little unsettling because it pokes into an area we don't like talking about: what we as humans are capable of when the thin veneer of our comfort zone is stripped away.
If you get a moment, why don't you double-click on The New Flesh Magazine's link below, have a read, and leave a comment:
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