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“I was overcome by the most voluptuous feeling of pleasure, a feral carnality that made me long to sink into the earth. I wanted to dig my hands into black soil and let the worms slide between my fingers. I wanted to invite the swarming mayflies to land upon my breasts and dart into my open mouth. I wanted to spread my legs and watch the black wolf spiders creep along their length, seeking with their spindly limbs some dark crevice to call home.”
― Elliott Gish