the mother rat
By benafim
Mother Rat The big mother rat sat outside, near the sewers exit, cleaning her face and enjoying the first light of morning. Contented smiled had just eaten a month old abortion. She had no perception of guilt not even when the tiny human heart still ticked as she ripped into soft flesh. It wasn’t for a mere rat to reflect upon what could have happened if the foetus had been allowed to be a living child. She had been a mother too, most of her offspring had died, which is the cruel law of nature in a colony of rats, but those who lived did well in the sewer world and she was proud of them Written January 31st, 2002 © on Jan 31 2002 08:34 AM PST 0 • 9
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