"The puke swaddles down the pillow onto the sheet- green-grey, with flecks of orange. It moves like the insides of an uncooked egg. Stubbornly clinging to it's own mass, refusing to break up and be removed. How, I wonder, can it be so neat and so nasty at the same time?"
From "The Bluest Eye" by Toni Morrison.
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