iron and snow. ysrirel is walks on slender legs and is held together by svelte gesture; boyish, androgynous. there are milky brown eyes. the face is brilliant white, as is the underbelly, and the back is dark, not so unlike a predator in the ocean.

...the body under it is in my hands.
as usual there is no face. a lump of chinese white
with seven holes thumbed in...
sylvia plath, the surgeon at 2 a.m.