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122 pages, Paperback
First published February 1, 2010
The day began with the usual merriment and ended with an unusual death. After the incident, we crowded helplessly around the victim. There was really no longer a body per se, only a spine with nerves extending from it like centipede legs. It crawled like a centipede too, but without its head. People called to the spine, which was vicious in the way of the mortally scarred. Its nerve-legs were inflamed, and every time the legs touched a surface, they recoiled. There was no soothing the rawness of injury, so after many hours we left the spine to writhe alone.
Days later, we returned to bury the spine and were alarmed to see three girls playing with it like a doll. The girls clothed it in a fetching sundress, tied a floral headscarf around the knob of its newly formed brain.