The news reports are scant in their details; “young woman mutilated,” or “another victim of a vicious crime.” During our walking meditations the asphalt and brick, the glass and steel, tell the tales too graphic for oral enunciation. The first girl was cut open and sewn back up after he tucked shards of tumbled rose quartz beneath her heart. He unburdened the second girl of her eyes; threaded her sockets through with thorny vine and turned her nasal bone into a slender spool. And the most recent one; someone’s mother—such is the rumor—peeled away her face and replaced her flesh with the
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