"When reading me, I want you to feel
as if I had ripped your skin off;
Or gouged out your eyes with my fingers;
Or scalped you, and afterwards burnt your hair
in the staring sockets; having first filled them
with fluid from your son's lighter.
I want you to feel as if I had slammed
your child's head against a spike:And cut off your member and stuck it in your
wife's mouth to smoke like a cigar."
---- Whom I Wite For - Irving Layton
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