BACK
‘ You become an object of revulsion which is liberating because you have nothing to fucking lose .’ ~ Cis woman , bisexual ( She / Her )
I tread this road with a hunched back . The load is heavy . I ’ m tired . God I ’ m t i r e d .
Vertebrae grinds until white powder collects beneath skin . Sin twists and curves the spine until the creature is obvious . Until the creature is found . Until they can see the disfigured thing .
The predator carries the guilt of its perversions .
Its back must bend . Its back will break . The spine curves and twists like a root until it bends double over the hips .