Difficult to Explain

Then they'd see the name.

Not just her first name; the whole thing.

Not just once; the whole body.

Not just ink; flesh calmly severed and flayed and healed in thin, glossy pink lines that would be so very difficult to explain.

 

Anthony Deane is a writer of the macabre, the disturbing and the jarring. He lives and works in Dublin, Ireland, where he writes for newspapers and magazines as a journalist.





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