"The Metamorphoses" by Franz Kafka is full of imagery from the first page to the last. The second sentence of the novella reads, "He lay on his armour hard back and saw, as he lifted his head up a little, his brown arched abdomen divided up into rigid bow like sections. From this height the blanket, just about ready to slide off completely, could hardly stay in place. His numerous legs, pitifully thin in comparison to the rest of his circumference, flickered helplessly before his eyes" (1). This first paragraph provides a graphic image of the displacement and personal disgust of Samsa's own body.
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