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“Thanatomorphose,” she whispered, or tried to. Her tongue had become a small, sweet jam.

By day four, she could no longer wear clothes. Fabric felt like a lie. She sat naked on the tarp-covered floor, watching her left hand slowly liquefy. The bones remained for a while—delicate, ivory-like, more honest than the skin had ever been. She arranged the fallen flakes of herself in patterns. Mandalas. Rorschach tests. A map of a country she had never visited. Thanatomorphose.2012.DVDRip.x264-RedBlade

The landlord knocked on day six. She didn’t answer. He would have seen her through the mail slot: a seated figure, torso still mostly intact, face a half-melted cameo, one eye still blinking—still thinking —as the lower jaw detached with a soft pop and slid down her chest like a tear. “Thanatomorphose,” she whispered, or tried to