18
Oct
10

” a s e p i a v i s a g e y a w n i n g i n t h e s c u m . . . “

“suttree turned up a tinted photograph of a satin lined wicker-bound casket with flower surrounds. in the casket a fat dead baby, garishly painted, bright fuchsia cheeks. never ask whose. he closed the cover on this picturebook of the afflicted. a soft yellow dust bloomed. put away those frozenjawed primates and their annals of ways beset and ultimate dark. what deity in the realms of dementia, what rabid god decocted out of the smoking lobes of hydrophobia could have devised a keeping place for souls so poor as is this flesh. this mawky worm-bent tabernacle.”

-from suttree, by cormac mccarthy

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