One of Ray Bradbury’s more memorable short stories is one called “Skeleton,” published in Weird Tales in 1945. In it, a man named Harris slowly arrives at the terrifying realization that there’s a skeleton inside of him.
“A skeleton,” Bradbury wrote, “One of those jointed, snowy, hard things, one of those foul, dry, brittle, goudge-eyed, skull-faced, shake-fingered, rattling things that sway from neck-chains in abandoned webbed closets, one of those things found on the desert all long and scattered like dice!”
It’s an ordinary thing. But it’s unsettling if you really think about it: inside of you, at this very moment, is a ghoulish, grinning symbol of death. With that happy thought in mind, here are a handful of curious images of skeletons…
“Skeletons were strange, unwieldy things…”
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