Senses 

That sound of the head hitting tiles, when you accidentally drop the corpse on the floor! 

Yes, I’ve heard it before. 

I’ve held a leg with no person, In a red bag. 

Yes, I’ve smelled the plague. 

The look of a body split in two, right down the center like a book open.

Yes, I’ve seen it happen. 

The coldness of a perfect infant body, alive no more. 

Yes, I’ve felt it before.

The irony flavor of blood
dripping down my arm. 

Yes, I’ve tasted self harm.

-LRose

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