August 5, 2018

“But there were other things in the wetness the skinned man and woman brought to us. In their hands, then upon the floor, were piles of my old menstruation, the meat in black, twisting tendrils, reeking of passed flesh, of discarded uterus. I had forgotten the sight of this blood passing my body…”

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