Flesh Not Flesh

Flesh and Bones V2 by Jack Skarma on DeviantArt

She was raw meat. Her emotions covered her outside like defleshed skin, streaky fat showing through the abraded muscle. She was under no illusion that anyone else saw the ghastly, gory mess she had become, but certainly anyone with half an inner ear tuned would hear the constant jangle of her sorrows as they hit against her exposed nerves and pitted bones.