MAN-SIZED POPPET
“So Fox went down to the swamp, where a pool of hot
black tar bubbled. He mixed the tar with a crude figure he made of
sticks and bones he’d dug up from graves. He gave the tar-thing glass
eyes stolen from a little girl’s doll, a maggoty potato for a nose, and a
slice of watermelon fro lips. A gator’s over-ripe heart, bout with wire
was placed in the thing’s gloppy chest. Fox knew some Hoo-doo, so he
put the whammy on the thing and Presto! Blammo! It lurched behind him, a
man-sized poppet.”
Craig Laurance Gidney, Beneath the Briar Patch
