Wow. The imagery in this is amazing, and imaginative – the picture of Mother Mary really added to my picturing this scene. The repetition in the first paragraph was also really well done, and really added to the overall feel.

One thing: the phrase “to whomever come who may” seemed a little jumbled – I read it a couple times, but I’m still not entirely sure what it means. Not sure of how to fix it, but I feel like it could be cleaned up a little.

Thanks for the feedback someday_93. I agree that the last sentence needs some work – it’s a reference to Allen Ginsberg’s Howl, but I didn’t have a good reason for throwing it in. I’ll think about it a bit

Mo Squar is a striking character whose personality fits the 1024-character format surprisingly well.

Bizarre. Some great verbiage and descriptions, though I still wound up confused as to what is going on. A lot of it sounds like double entendre, but maybe not. So, he’s a serial killer or an eccentric gardener.

I dunno—maybe I’m just off my game today.

An interesting take on the piece, THX 0477! I didn’t intend any of the double entendre – I just imagine him as an eccentric gardener who likes sex.

But looking back over it, I can see how he comes across as twisted enough to be a killer, and of course a garden’s a great place to bury the dead.