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awesome

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania by Richard Renaldi (1999)

me: yeah we remember

At first the way he’s being jostled gives the illusion that he’s moving around, instead of being a corpse that’s getting shoved up and down the mattress. His face is pressed into a pillow and the smack of skin on skin is loud enough that he could be making noises that are just getting drowned out, but he never moves his head to breathe and there’s never so much as a whimper out of him, even after 5, 10, 20 minutes. The low light and shitty camera quality masks how sickly and grey his skin looks, but his joints are all stiff and bent around him awkwardly. Still, there’s plausible deniability until he gets flipped on his back, staring vacantly up at the camera with sunken eyes and a slack jaw that hangs open strangely. In the low light a slash is visible along his neck, and even though the blood’s been cleaned out of it it’s still clear that it’s deep enough to kill. The person filming keeps slapping his face, watching it snap to the side and then just stay there, his skull hitting the headboard from how hard his body is being fucked into. There’s a loud groan from behind the camera and then the cameraman is grabbing Liam by the hair and tugging him down. There’s some audible pops and his neck is bending all wrong now but it doesn’t matter, his head is level with the rapist’s cock, being held in place with a fist in his hair while it gets rubbed against his face until the guy is cumming ropes across his glassy eyes.

my loose thread, dennis cooper