The dead-infant speaker at White Flag — "and how the infant emerged all…"
and how the infant emerged all dry and hard like a constipated turdlet, with no protective moisture and no afterbirth-material following it out, and how the emerged infant was tiny and dry and all withered and the color of strong tea, and dead, and also had no face, had in utero developed no eyes or nostrils and just a little lipless hyphen of a mouth, and its limbs were malformed and arachnodactylic, and there had been some sort of translucent reptilian like webbing between its mucronate digits
Context
The theme's limit case: deformity directly authored by addiction, a face never grown at all. The vocabulary is Mario's birth-catalogue verbatim — withered, arachnodactylic, mucronate, reptilian — and the speaker even notes the baby would have died of Substance-Withdrawal "in the free clinic’s Pyrex incubator," the same incubators Mario spent his first weeks under. Same lexicon, opposite verdicts: Mario rises; this one never got "to grow a face or make any personal choices."