My story Clay Head published at A Fly in Amber!
There’s a giant head in my living room. It’s made of grey clay, and it sings through the night.
It sings songs about America. Sometimes boogie-woogie or the Big Bopper. It sings Buddy Holly. It sings about the plane that crashed and sometimes the song about the crash. It sings about whiskey and rye.
I don’t know why the head sings. I don’t know why the head is in my room, or why I let it stay.
Read the full story at A Fly in Amber.