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Ear lobes, bellies, wattled joints, prolapsed vulvas, dicks long past their use-by date, they all clotted together first into something like a mealy stew before smoothing into blousy, billowing sheets of finger-bone-scaffolded skin. Gristle unspooled from groping hands, macrame-ing with the fat runneling from our faculty’s grinning faces. Offal tasseled the gory lump of their conjoined bodies, slicked the floorboards with pancreatic fluid and synovia.
The Library at Hellebore
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