Killing My Flesh Without You

Brace yourself. This story will be hard to read. Hell, it's not a pleasant story for me to write. It's grotesque and abhorrent. I'm just going to put it all out on front street. I am not a well-adjusted human being. But, then again, who is? What does it even mean to be "well-adjusted"? I suppose we are all fucked up in our own unique way. I'll start with when I stuck my hand in the garbage disposal.

Killing My Flesh Without You is one part coming-of-age story and a one-part grotesque love story. Stephen Cormier was born with a form of Body Integrity Identity Dysmorphia which causes him to reject his left arm. When no doctor will amputate a seemingly perfect good arm, Stephen begins wrapping his alien appendage underneath layers of wrapping and clothing. That is until he connects with a young woman online who shares a similar desire as Stephen. The two make a pact and what follows is a twisted love affair that will push each of them out of their comfort zones and will have them asking, "how far will I go for love?"