Queen of Teeth

For the first time in her life, everyone wanted to find her. Everyone cared. They wouldn't look to her when she used to scream, but now that she was the cause of screaming, suddenly everyone gave a damn.

This was some of the best body horror fiction I've read, and I loved how queer it was and how it was sad and sweet and funny at times (any man who forces you to watch Fight Club and then complains that you “just don't get it” afterwards is not to be trusted) and again, it was just absolutely yucko. But also kind of beautiful? 3.5 toothy tentacles out of 5, rounded up.