A small town reels from the sudden and mysterious death of “Feral Boy,” a local legend since his discovery in the woods as a child. Father Moss, a priest with a loose grip on the faith, attempts to counsel the forlorn couple that raised the boy. As the answers are revealed, he finds parallels between this grisly incident and his own recurring nightmares, haunted in both sleeping and waking hours.
Strike a pose! Paul and Mamo didn’t make it home to Miami last night—their once-in-a-lifetime meeting got postponed—and they never told their fiances they didn’t board the plane, which wouldn’t really be a problem had the plane not exploded, but now emboldened in their fate, the Boys do everything they can to write the best fucking pop song for Rich-E; the Greatest. Producer. Alive.
In a not so distant future, River lives on the fringes of society, dancing on the line between man and woman, while avoiding the ever watchful eyes of the Control. Violence is one wrong step away for River, who is forced to confront who the world wants them to be and who they know they are.
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