Whenas Undead My Julia Goes

Whenas undead my Julia goes,
then, then (methinks) how thickly flows
that putrefaction from her nose.

Next, when I cast mine eyes and see
that slick concoction each way free;
o how that glittering taketh me!

by Rotting Herrick

and Tara Campbell

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Tara Campbell (www.taracampbell.com) is a writer, teacher, Kimbilio Fellow, and fiction editor at Barrelhouse. Prior publication credits include SmokeLong Quarterly, Masters Review, Jellyfish Review, Booth, and McSweeney's Internet Tendency. She's also the author of a novel, TreeVolution, and two collections, Circe's Bicycle and Midnight at the Organporium. Tweet her up at @TaraCampbellCom