by Taylor Hamann Los NCI I an imaginary monster compounded of incongruous parts Doctor Moreau, are you proud? I stitched it together myself. Collected specimens & scalpels. Placed lavender bundles around its head so it could believe it was beautiful — & it was even as it shrilled in surrender, the sound both sweet & chilling. The echoes still reverberate through my chest, bouncing from bone to bone & leaving hairline fractures behind. You see, vultures pick through bodies, bu