February 2, 2017

“I wanted to be the woman whose husband died and because she did not want to be alone, she ate him up. First, the man would go into a bathtub filled with embalming fluid, then soak for weeks until his pickled skin was tough and wrinkled. Once removed from the bath and dried, I would curl myself around his cold body, then pull up pieces of his flesh…”

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