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Oct 2014
Welcome to the Anatomy Prison!
Keep walking, single-file
I know you're eager to see the new inmates
but I'm going to have to ask you to keep your cameras in your coat pockets.

Over here on the left,
we have a young girl named Irene,
who fell so in love with her partner's eyes
that she took them out herself and carried them around with her literally EVERYWHERE!
She just wanted him to see things her way,
wanted him to know that everything she did was for him.
She placed his eyeballs carefully in a glass jar,
mounting them on a small sponge as to not let them dry out,
and she showed him the letters written but never sent,
the gifts bought but never given,
the heartbreak she had but never showed.
She painted pictures of her lover's eyes turning into a forest,
the dark green hue of his iris becoming the evergreen trees
and she roamed around like a thief of the night,
stopping at every tree to carve her name into the bark
just incase that would mean he would think about her again in the morning
even if it did hurt.

And over here on the right,
we have a young man named Hansel,
he became fixated on his lover's hands
so much so that he plucked her fingers off one by one
and unscrewed her palm by her wrist.
He strung her fingers around his christmas tree like the lights they used every year
and placed her palm at the top of the tree
because he claimed she caressed him like an angel.
Every crevice was like a hymn to the Lord
and every gap between her fingers was the mouth of God
swallowing him in.
He worshipped her until God checked His list
and personally came down from Heaven to remind him that his lover
never really went to His academy to become an angel,
nor was she enrolling.
But Hansel stared right at God and said
"what do you know?
it's not even like you've been listening to her anyway."

Now up ahead,
we have an empty cell.
The woman who previously occupied it has escaped,
but don't worry we're trying very hard to find her.
She never really had one true love,
she only coveted everyone in her reach.
You see, she saw beauty in even the ugliest creature
and she fell in love with anyone who let her,
anyone who would listen.
She was the kind of girl God would give you while you're young
so you could know loss for the rest of your life.
Her friends tried to tell her
"there is a reason why the moon hides part of herself away from gazing eyes,
because once she reveals herself entirely,
everyone falls in love with her beauty.
But if she were to give all of herself everyday
don't you think the eyes would get tired?"
But this woman refused to stop giving
refused to stop taking
so that's why I'm here.
Because I used to live in that cell,
and I refuse to stop taking
and I am taking all of you.
Alyssa
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