It’s fiction… Pretty good fiction…
Excerpt from “Size Nine High Top”
By Jan Verhoeff
Finding a size nine high top in the mud under the window might have been uninteresting, had there not been a foot in it. Yes, a severed member of one’s body was standing as if planted there and removed from the body, under my bedroom window, in one of my gray high top shoes. Mesmerized by the sight, I looked down, to make certain it wasn’t my member. (more…)