mothering at the EEEL

“Crawl into the brackish mud and let your hands be pale and shatterproof crocodile jaws. Snatch him by the ankles and smother him under the violence of your pendulous flesh. Rip your skirts and moan. Moan like a museum full of moldy bones.”

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