Here Be Monsters

Lying in a Stranger's Grave

Carlos Gemora loved the feeling of the dirt at the cemetary where he used to dig graves. One day he climbed down into the loamy, silty soil and looked up at the sky. It felt like a womb...a death womb.

By Jeff Emtman • Aug 5, 2015 • 4m Listen

Carlos Gemora loved the feeling of the dirt at the cemetary where he used to dig graves. One day he climbed down into the loamy, silty soil and looked up at the sky. It felt like a womb...a death womb.

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Lying in a Stranger's Grave

Carlos Gemora loved the feeling of the dirt at the cemetary where he used to dig graves. One day he climbed down into the loamy, silty soil and looked up at the sky. It felt like a womb...a death womb.

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Here Be Monsters

Lying in a Stranger's Grave

Carlos Gemora loved the feeling of the dirt at the cemetary where he used to dig graves. One day he climbed down into the loamy, silty soil and looked up at the sky. It felt like a womb...a death womb.

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