Wealthy party girl Lauren hungers for human flesh. Her girlfriend Alex, a recently injured dancer, is trapped in Lauren's toxic and deadly spiral. The looming threat of capture may prove to be less dangerous than Lauren herself and the lengths she will go to satiate her needs. Will Alex be next on the menu?
“Unmissable. Morris will have you wondering how everyone you know and love would taste with a little rosemary and garlic. Sensuous, alien, and perversely mouth-watering. A skin-crawling delight.”
—Gretchen Felker-Martin, author of Manhunt
“Morris' sentences glitter with vibrancy as readers experience unflinching details of flesh and bone, getting a firsthand glimpse into Lauren's fetishes as the tension amplifies. Lauren's girlfriend, Alex, who is of Mi'kmaw heritage, suffers a mishap at a ballet performance. After this, Lauren’s tense family relations give way to a complex dynamic with Alex that isn’t always benevolent. A creeping sense of dread encroaches and readers will flip the pages hoping to find out who survives, particularly as Lauren becomes more unhinged, and the body horror ramps up. Beneath all the gore is a deeper commentary on societal pressures around weight loss as well as an exploration of how the state treats people from vulnerable and marginalized backgrounds and what it's like to be queer and to have to hide it from family. This deeply sensual cannibal horror book is perfect for fans of Hailey Piper, Jack Ketchum, and Eric LaRocca.”
—Booklist, starred review
“Tiffany Morris wields her prose like the keenest of meat cleavers in this tale of cannibalistic decadence. Sumptuously written and armed with unflinching moral clarity, Carnalis is both treat and treatise, a seductive descent into debauchery and a condemnation of capitalism and colonialism.”
—Elliot Gish, author of Grey Dog
“Carnalis is a poetic feast, a lean yet satisfying contribution to the cannibal subgenre. This addictive novella hums with a primal energy that reminds you how animalistic and predatory society can be. Frightening, prescient, and vibrating with an all consuming intensity, Carnalis will be savored for years to come.”
—Grant Wamack, author of God’s Leftovers
“Deliciously sinister, exquisitely uncomfortable, elegantly wrought—like a sumptuous dessert that, as you are consuming it, tries to fight its way back out of your mouth. The more I read, the more I felt that I shouldn’t be reading, but I could not— stop myself.”
—David Demchuk, author of Red X
“Immediately engaging, fun and gross, every sentence a fleshy nod to the human body, and you'll worry more for Alex as Lauren becomes increasingly unpleasant to be around. Also is it wrong that I got hungry despite being vegetarian? And not a cannibal?”
—Madeleine Swann, author of Reality but More Fun
“Carnalis is a sensual, erotic, horrifying story of meat and appetites. With precise and poetic prose, Tiffany Morris inscribes the flesh of bodies with the horrors of colonialism, capitalism and everyday relationships.”
—K.H. Vaughan, author of This Is The Table Where We Wash Our Dead
“Positively sizzles with commentary on class, race, gender identities, sexuality, eating disorders, mental health, religion, late-stage capitalism, and more, all delivered in a beautiful, lyrical, haunting prose that leaves you hungry for more.”
—Lauren McMenemy of HorrorTree.com, and the Writing the Occult event series
“In delicious prose, Tiffany Morris delves deep into the horrors of toxic relationships. A masterful investigation of embodied trauma, class exploitation, and cultural colonialism.”
—Brittni Brinn, author of Misplaced
