December 1, 2016

“I stayed awake all night cooking meat. Gray meat, red meat, white meat, blue meat, brown meat. I cooked it all for the man and would eat none myself. The meat was cold on the cutting board, then warm in my hands. I slapped it with my palms, then drove the meat down and through. I sliced filaments and ligaments and tendons and threads. I destroyed that meat, then laid it in a layer within a heated pan. The cooked meat smelled of roasting blood and I put my nose in a glass of water…”

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