December 17, 2017

“And then I noticed that everything else seemed to leak—the corpse and the walls and the table and the chicken, and more, the pores, hair, eyes—all of it, leaking clear and amber and green. It was a thin, noxious fluid that dripped upon everything and never rolled fully off. And I thought: Was this what we eventually became, once we ceased moving…”

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