This is not my body.

Yes, there are the expected parts—arms, legs, hips, breasts—each in its proper place and of the proper shape.

Is he a monster, a madman, a misguided fool? I don’t know. I don’t want to know.

But this is not my body.


From Sing Me Your Scars


Art: Flaming JuneSir Frederic Leighton (1830-1896)