Ken Winkler's debut collection of stories and poems is an ice cream truck ride through Hell, with Heaven on the horizon. The stops along the way leave us stranded in a netherworld of longing and despair, hope and disappointment. A place where goddesses reign supreme, blood spills like syrup, and unnatural phenomena remind us to slow down and look, no matter the cost to our sanity. And as we pass through its darkest avenues, we just might find ourselves laughing, if not crying for the absurdity of it all.
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