#2024MakeAMonster day 10: Trash

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Warning: violence, misogyny, decomposition and body horror

Trash

He wrapped me in bin bags after he killed me. No one ever tucked a duvet around me so tenderly as he wrapped those plastic sheets. Masking tape fitted around my arms and legs tender as a tailor; he tucked in the stray ends as if I were Cinderella preparing for the ball.

In life he'd never touched me. He'd been a fussy man, nervous-handed; I'd seen him down the hallway sorting his mail, setting his shirt-cuffs straig...